Today at Penn Station, outside the 3 train, I ran into an Amish choir. They seemed friendly, but I just don't understand their religion. I don't understand any religion. If there is a God, then why do they torture people by making them ghosts and keeping them in Limbo? If there is a God, then why do living people suffer? If God is such an asshole, why should I worship them in the first place? Why did God decide that these select people are not deserving of technology? I'm not saying we insert a computer chip into their heads, I'm just talking about plumbing and electricity. Whatever.
I was hired to snap company portraits for a small law firm in Hell's Kitchen. Job was fine, but I had another serious migraine and then I SAW HIM! The greasy-haired creep! I happened to look outside the window from the firm's conference room down to the street and he was staring right at me! He has to be the source of my pain. My camera was on the tripod so I couldn't take it off fast enough before he disappeared. I had my EMF reader in my bag, so I turned it on in the office and it lit up like a Christmas tree! Not sure if it was the fluorescent lighting, or high poltergeist activity, but I'll need to come back at night to investigate. I will find you, Slick-Back-Hair-Man, if you are even a human...
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Never been a big fan, not really interested in anyone, not interested in romance or courtship. I like being alone. I am comfortable being an anonymous voice in Cyberspace. The World Wide Web is a fitting home for someone like me, not the city that brought us the Son of Sam. Maybe I'll perform the "persona non grata" ritual and summon a boyfriend.
Max
mors certa, vita incerta