So. Have you met any Martins at the institute yet?
I’ve met Martin Blackwood?
Around a week ago I took this tape, thought it was a statement but it just had some of his poetry. Not bad, all things considered. It was actually quite– I mean you just wouldn’t expect such… loneliness from a guy like Martin. He’s like if a teddy bear had bad taste men.
I’ve only met the one though, and he’s not doing well. Jon still hasn’t come back from some stupid business trip, and Elias is dodging my questions- he threatened to send me on another delivery.
Which honesty, is a pointless threat because I could use the money and I’m not afraid of a man with too many ears, or a man-eating-cow, or I don’t know a sadistic… microwave!









