RE: влез - храна
02-26-2017, 06:47 PM
Point [186]
Reflect on your personal relationship with Zeke. Did you know him all that well?
"What? Did I just think that?"
I thought someone was talking to me. Why would I think about Zeke in the past tense? He should be fine . . . Maybe I should check on him on my way home, though.
Old Zeke Whelan's been here since early August, I think. He was some sort of important guy out east, but then the fires hit and he had to evacuate. There was a big hubbub when he moved here, not just because he used to be rich, but because he had worked on some scandalous project back when they were making learning machines. All the old folks who remembered him went to ask him questions as he was building his house. When I told Vesnin about it, we went and dispersed Beti Kostov and George Packard and all the other people giving Zeke a rough time. But Zeke was kinda rude, so we never really got to know him beyond him going into town every week and buying groceries at the grocery market. He bought a lot of eggs. Now and then he would say something reminiscent about his old life, like how he missed cheap razors or how he sometimes wanted to just get in a car and drive. I don't really know what those things are like, but a lot of the old-timers miss them the same way Angel and Vesnin miss coffee (I tasted coffee once and didn't like it).
Point [187] Disrupted
Point [190]
It's getting colder. I saw a flock of geese on the way here; they were heading south. I wonder where they go, when we have other geese that stay around here all winter. Also, after last week's rains, the cottonwoods have almost entirely lost their leaves.
There's something weird about this field. The shorter grass has little prickly thorns underneath that draw blood if you're not wearing shoes. And I keep having this sort of ticking sensation at the base of my skull when I walk across it, sort of like when I heard that voice here a few days ago. The weirdest thing is the pattern it's in, though. I wonder why it's all short at the edges.
I think that's the light outside the Núñez cabin. They brought a solar panel when they moved here, though Alejandro says he has to fiddle with the wires a lot to make it work. He puts the light on so he can put up the chickens when it's dark.
Zeke's doing well today. I don't like to say it to my friends but I'm really proud that I managed to find him before he got even worse. He should be able to go back home tomorrow, as long as he keeps mixing up the bean mash they gave him. It looks pretty gross, but Alsea said it's important for him to drink a lot more than he usually does. He complained about that, but after I found him lying helpless in bed four days ago, he's become a little more open to suggestion. He won't be taking the medicine Alsea recommended any more, because they don't have enough of it.
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Points [30+5]
Reflect on your personal relationship with Zeke. Did you know him all that well?
"What? Did I just think that?"
I thought someone was talking to me. Why would I think about Zeke in the past tense? He should be fine . . . Maybe I should check on him on my way home, though.
Old Zeke Whelan's been here since early August, I think. He was some sort of important guy out east, but then the fires hit and he had to evacuate. There was a big hubbub when he moved here, not just because he used to be rich, but because he had worked on some scandalous project back when they were making learning machines. All the old folks who remembered him went to ask him questions as he was building his house. When I told Vesnin about it, we went and dispersed Beti Kostov and George Packard and all the other people giving Zeke a rough time. But Zeke was kinda rude, so we never really got to know him beyond him going into town every week and buying groceries at the grocery market. He bought a lot of eggs. Now and then he would say something reminiscent about his old life, like how he missed cheap razors or how he sometimes wanted to just get in a car and drive. I don't really know what those things are like, but a lot of the old-timers miss them the same way Angel and Vesnin miss coffee (I tasted coffee once and didn't like it).
Point [187] Disrupted
Point [190]
It's getting colder. I saw a flock of geese on the way here; they were heading south. I wonder where they go, when we have other geese that stay around here all winter. Also, after last week's rains, the cottonwoods have almost entirely lost their leaves.
There's something weird about this field. The shorter grass has little prickly thorns underneath that draw blood if you're not wearing shoes. And I keep having this sort of ticking sensation at the base of my skull when I walk across it, sort of like when I heard that voice here a few days ago. The weirdest thing is the pattern it's in, though. I wonder why it's all short at the edges.
I think that's the light outside the Núñez cabin. They brought a solar panel when they moved here, though Alejandro says he has to fiddle with the wires a lot to make it work. He puts the light on so he can put up the chickens when it's dark.
Zeke's doing well today. I don't like to say it to my friends but I'm really proud that I managed to find him before he got even worse. He should be able to go back home tomorrow, as long as he keeps mixing up the bean mash they gave him. It looks pretty gross, but Alsea said it's important for him to drink a lot more than he usually does. He complained about that, but after I found him lying helpless in bed four days ago, he's become a little more open to suggestion. He won't be taking the medicine Alsea recommended any more, because they don't have enough of it.
Input a suggestion to this person
Input a number of days (- or +)
Points [30+5]