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"Hey! Where'd you come from!"

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I'm seeing an 8 bit cat in a cherry pop tart leaving a rainbow tail... yep.. my oxygen is running thin and out.

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Here comes... The moment of truth! To drink or not to drink!

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'Little did he know...'

I sat wondering about my future, my near future... should I wait until I run out of oxygen? Or should I just take off my head bubble and end the whole thing? I feel a huge gap inside my guts that nothing can fill right now. 

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"..I don't care if you took me far..

spend the night in a lousy bar..."

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My sensor did not lose its mind. After all, it is a 6 foot wide asteroid heading towards me at 0.00000012 mph!!

I shall add it to the inventory and make a good use out of it. I do not want to get attached to it emotionally as I still think this is some sort of a lame dream and I'm going to wake up anytime -hopefully- soon.

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Had a little quarrel with the partner, a size of a squirrel for precision. Sick of my male behavior when dealing with the toilet seat. I found myself ejected podlessly into deep space. Now I'm hoping someone would receive the distress signal from my beacon. My oxygen would last for a few weeks since it is packed using atom-space reduction technology. I also got water running in a bio-recycle system of which I had nightmares about being in a situation where I would drink it. I wait. With my imaginary book "Not allowed to be Happy" and my duderö lamp.