I tried to make meat loaf out of the girl but it becomes too frustrating a task and instead I spend the afternoon smearing her meat all over the walls, chewing on strips of skin I ripped from her body

I've forgotten who I had lunch with earlier, and even more important, where.

I think we've all lost some kind of feeling.

After a while you learn that everything stops.

People just... disappear," he says. "The Earth just opens up and swallows people," I say, some what sadly, checking my Rolex. "Eerie." Kimball yawns, stretching. "Really eerie." "Ominous." I nod my agreement. "It's just"- he sights, exasperated- "futile.

My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone.

Greed is good. Sex is easy. Youth is forever.