"Here was a man too brilliant for his own health, held captive by unseen forces.

I must go in deeper. I must lodge my little jellybean self inside the throat of society. I must see it destroyed.

You know when you're gonna throw up and you start salivating? I can feel that process happening around me. I am a single, lone jellybean and the body does not want me.

Week one complete. I generated so much surplus value for the company through my labor. I want to quit and be a peon again. I long for no responsibility besides "don't show up to work drunk."

Accepted the job finally because I think I've learned everything there is to learn at the level I was at and got bored, and now I'm the only one without a college degree on this team now. Fairly certain I'm also the only one who has smoked meth out of a light bulb. No other face tattoos either. One giant step for tweakers everywhere.