It has been almost 24 hours since the Warden left. I truly believe I am alone. She did however leave a small, spy who has ensconced himself on the couch and attempts to review all of my email, as well as check all items I am eating.

I attempted to wander to the local practice, but weather turned foul and I had to turn back. I am pretty sure she is using a Weather Dominator to control my movement. I instead returned to my hole, where I spent the evening munching on vegatables and plotting things to do with my newfound freedom.

10:30pm: Warden called for a bed check. I assured her that I was now fully awake again.

5:30am: Awoken by the buzzer to report to my work stations. Bleh. I know that the Warden has done something to me, as I actually skipped riding the motorcycle to work today. Something is wrong with me.

Today, after working at both my jobs I will attempt to remember things I did before the Warden imprisoned me. For some reason, the words "WoW" and "Big Macs" keep coming up. I swear there was something else. If only I could remember.....