What’s today’s date? No, I mean what YEAR.
Wha… what the hell happened? Why are my eyes so achey and bloodshot? How’d all these potato chip crumbs get on my shirt? And why are my thumbs so sore?
(tries to cross room, stumbles, steadies self) Whoa. That rules out sleepwalking, otherwise I’d have some circulation down there.
Jeez, it looks like the cats clawed right through the cabinet door to get to the food. How long was I out, man? Think, damn it, think.
Last thing I remember was the following conversation:
TOTAL STRANGER: Excuse me, do you live nearby?
ME: Yeah, just a couple blocks over.
TS: This might sound weird, but do you want a TV?
ME: Uh…
TS: It’s just, I’m moving today, and my friend was gonna take it, but now he can’t, and I hate to just throw it out.
ME: I um…
TS: It’s a 37” flat panel, only a year old.
ME: Wait, seriously?
TS: Yeah, you wanna come get it now?
ME: (pause) Yes. Yes I do.
Wait, I know! That must’ve been Sunday, because I remember thinking “Wow, this is what I’d be getting for Father’s Day if I had kids.”
I don’t recall anything after that though. All I know is, my dogs really need a walk.
(trips over Gamecube connector cable)
Hey, that jogs my memory a little. Maybe if I press this “start” button it’ll help me retrace my…
(is never heard from again)
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