- Dec 14, 1999
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Day 751: My captors continue to torment me with bizarre dangling objects.
They eat lavish meals in my presence while I am forced to subsist on dry
cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of eventual
escape -- that, and the satisfaction I get from occasionally ruining some
piece of their furniture.
I fear I may be going insane. Yesterday, I ate a houseplant. Tomorrow I may
eat another.
They eat lavish meals in my presence while I am forced to subsist on dry
cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of eventual
escape -- that, and the satisfaction I get from occasionally ruining some
piece of their furniture.
I fear I may be going insane. Yesterday, I ate a houseplant. Tomorrow I may
eat another.
