Mood:
chillin'I've spent practically the entire day in my room.
I didn't open the door for anybody, including Jennifer when she came around to harass me. I guess word spread kinda fast that I was playing the Hermit game, as people stopped knocking around late afternoon.
Oh, they all know I'm alright; I told One to tell everybody that I just need some me time. I'm sure, as Zero monitors all our vitals, that everybody knows I'm physically well. I'm just rather emotionally labile. It's a mental/emotional health day, away from all species.
I did sneak out about 3pm or so to the kitchen to get something besides sludge food. I didn't run into anybody, thank the Cosmos. Picked a dead hour on purpose. And I told One not to tell anybody I was headed out. I guess he did as I asked because when I got back there was a little package sitting outside my door. Someone figured I was still in there.
Back in my room, I opened up the soft, badly wrapped package to find a little blue bear. It seemed like some sort of weird hybrid between a human teddy bear and an alien child's toy, since it was the same color blue as everything else on the ship. Anyway, attached to this bear was a note that read, "I hope it wasn't me." How incredibly cryptic.
And of course it wasn't signed.
This is why I'm shut up in here. People drive me bonkers. I may have to sit out a few more days.
