ill

I have contracted some sort of plague of the head. Most likely from one of the unfortunate peasants I ride the rail with. I've often wondered how appropriate it would be for me to spray people with Lysol in a can... I guess the fumes might prove noxious in a confined space. Better I hurtle the full can at their skull across the train car, knock them out, and shove their unconscious body out at the next terminal. Yes that would do.

We all know I believe self medicating is the best way to be happy and healthy. Thus I opened the med. cabinet this morning and took every pill I could find. Unbeknownst to me that among them was a tic-tac and a tranquilizer. So as I drift in and out of a medicinal stupor something absolutely dreadful is plaguing my mind. More important than work, sleep, or even feeling better. Who slipped the breath mint in one of my pill bottles and what did they take? I need a vault.