nova_____

Sometimes, I pretend that I am a can of tomato soup. I like to watch people from the shelf of a supermarket and pretend that they are food items walking around, brought to life by mysterious aliens hovering in a ship above the Earth. Then the store manager says,"Hey, you weirdo! Get off that shelf!", and when I insist that I am just a can of soup minding my own business, waiting for a lovng family to purchase me ad take me home, the manager calls security and I am whisked away to a happy place! The beds are soft, ad we get to go outside 3 times a day and sometimes my roommate,Grizelda,sneaks cigarettes into our room,but we always get caught and sent to the electro-shock chamber. It is in the basement! I like to pretend that I enjoy getting shock therapy, which clearly disturbs the staff, but they do it anyway. I am up for re-evaluation pretty soon, especially after the scalloped potatoes incident which literally destroyed the t.v. in the dayroom, and caused 7 people to get irritable bowel syndrome, and they revoked our chess priviledges for one year. Oh, well. It could have been worse.. Love, Nova