I am buried under paperwork. I am not allowed to set it on fire. Life is cruel.

My counselor has suggested that I get in contact with the former pilots. To get re-acquainted. She seems to think that I am anti-social and in need of other people in my life.

I would ignore her, except Une is backing the recommendation. My job will be forfeit if I do not comply, therefore I shall be looking for any information regarding my

Once again I'm settling into a new office at Preventers. Another windowless cell. New co-workers to avoid until they can come to terms that a teenager is among their ranks. A dreary and empty apartment to return to after a long day of paperwork ( Read more... )