Day 467
The earth is still barren. Food is at an all time low. I nibbled on my belt last night before I could brin myself to eat the last of the beans. I am alone and lonely. By myself and no one is around. I don’t think anyone can hear me and I think I am the only livin thing here. I am on the only workin computer I have found for miles around. Unfortunately the and the keys stick so they don’t reister when I tye, but it’s the best I can do for now. So I’m sorry if I sound like a hick. I assure you I am not. I spent last week olfing, but of course I couldn’t even find the hole because everythin is underwater. My boat sprun another leak and I had to hole it up with the last of my wine corks and then had to drink the wine and so became drunk and so fell over the deck aain into the water and I almost drowned, aain. Alas, I don’t know how much loner I can take this life. It is harsh and unforivin. All of the pictures of my wife are officially waterloed and dissolvin into nothin. Which means that all I have now are the layboys which I already know inside and out. And I hink fuckin damn i now he key doesn work, fuckin compuer must have some waer in i as well. erfec. I uess I’m done wriin for now. No ha anyone will read his anyway. I love you mom wherever you are. Your son, hil.
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