Day SEVENTY SEVEN : Day SEVENTY EIGHT : Fuckin' WINGS

Day Seventy Seven : March 20, 2010 : Saturday

Guess where I am right now?
:D
I'm on the fucking wings of the space ship!

That's usually something to be bitchy about, but it has me elated. I mean, this is really something to boast about when I get back to Apollo.. I'm so excited see Jan and Alfie and LUCA!
Hugo? Not so much. (Kidding, dude)

So basically, when I arrived at the space port, the ship was departing so I jumped on the wings and here I am now.... It's kinda cool. SCARY AS HELL... but cool, nonetheless.

I really can't think about Mercury right now, though. I'm on the fucking wings, who could think about Mercury???
I'm thankful about it though. It was some shit I went through there... Good shit, of course. And I realized just now that The Dos probably wanted me to break out of the army place... :) I'm gonna miss that big mass of beasty flesh.

Day Seventy Eight : March 21, 2010 : Sunday

Rat it. The Mercurian Space Officers saw me hop onto the (fucking) wings and alerted this space ship... So now I'm inside again....
annnddddd everyone's looking at me weirdly, because, surprise! I'm strapped to my seat. Again. This is only my second time though...
Funny. The first time was wayy back, when I was going to Artemis. :) How nice...

I'm sort of thankful I'm inside, of course, because (a) I have somewhere to sleep; (b) I can be saved from the sun's vicious rays, and; (c) I have peanuts to munch!! I missed peanuts....

What to do in the sun??? I'm going to think, think, think, think, walk and think. I need to. I really need to. Because if not that I have wasted eleven weeks. ELEVEN.
No joke.