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The girl found a deck of uno cards at Tommy’s. Of course the fabulous killjoys bought the brightly coloured cards.

Well folks, today's an important day. I probably don't need to explain why.

Just remember people, messages never end, ideas never die and killjoys don't either. They never have and they won't start now.

Carry on, folks.

Well, this is interesting.

Like I said earlier, I was going to be cleaning the R.V. However, I ended up finding a tape left here by one of the previous owners. I think.

I certainly didn't make it. And it doesn't seem to be a mix tape because there's barely any songs on it. Just three, only one that I can identify. Most of it just seems to be odd noises made from radio signals. Some of it sounds short-wave. The ending of it is weird too. Seems to be some sort of radio chatter.

I can only guess this comes from inside the city or near it. The songs it does have sound fairly old fashioned, one of which having to do with gambling, which California used to have a lot of. I can't tell how old this recording really is, to be honest.

The tape says: "RTAB twenty-one-o-one three."

I have no idea what that means.

To me, it sounds like someone recorded over the tape and got some sort of frequency over a radio they probably weren't expecting.

Alright folks, sorry for that... Outburst there.

Just a bit stressed that's all. Gotta figure out a more constructive way... Or a more destructive way of focusing that frustration.

So, this one goes out to all the folks out there who are kickin' ass!

I'm tired. Haven't slept well, woke up about... Five times last night?

Can't say for sure. It wasn't fun.

The reason? Well, let's just say that I tend to dwell on things too much sometimes. 'Specially when its late. There are times I remember that I'm on the run in a desert and the only people who are coming to look for me, and that I know where I stand with, are looking at me for reasons that aren't pretty.

B.L.I. took the world away. They're gonna pay for that.

*A metallic click and a "floowsh" can be heard as he lights a cigarette*

I guess it's not all bad, though. Saw some crazy shit back in zone five.

'Couple o' folks down there are having some sort of bike competition. Extreme sports shit. They're probably still goin' too. Crazy mother fuckers, I tell ya.

Hello folks, nice day out today, eh?

Clear skies.

Uh... Alright air quality I guess.

Alright, anyways...

I'm in zone five near what used to be a shopping mall... I think.

My map doesn't really cover things like that, but uh... Yeah.

Someone's offering "zone tacos" near here. No idea what the ingredients are, can't imagine that its actually ground beef in those things, but uh... Maybe I'll try one.

Can't be that bad, right?

Got news of a local "sharp shooter" competition as well. I've been told it's going on in a parking garage a bit north of here, so if showing off with your ray guns is your bag, there you go I guess.

That's all that seems to be going on right now. I'm gonna be here and relax for a while, provided nothing happens in the meantime.