I have been a comedysportz referee.
But not for a while.
It's hard to imagine doing anything when I feel like my body is failing me. I know I won't always be sick. But each time I am, my body accumulates more damage... Maybe I should just remember that my body is the best now that it will ever be and use it as best I could.
Let's use my mind.
Let's use it to develop a story... A story of aliens who are snatching humans. Kidnapping them. The aliens look like ice. But when you eat them, they disappear you. No one notices that you're leaving, but they notice that you're gone. Well not anymore. Now people notice that you're being taken. Maybe there are monsters dressed as giant ice cubes taking people.
Has anybody seen Lydia? She was just here a second ago. We thought Lydia was going to play with us. That'd be nice. I should do that instead. It makes more sense. Lots more sense. Maybe it was even a mistake earlier when it wasn't Lydia.
It must be that way.
Where'd she go? She had the hot spicy thing and then just disappeared. hmmm. Yes, as soon as I'm done, I'll open the script. Lydia usually plays with us. Hello is the 5 minutes done. It is.