G R E E N ...

G R E E N . . .

A Digital JOURNAL Dated: 1/2121

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Journal 222

Feeling enormously anxious this morning. I keep pacing the pod - I need to flee. The system's warning light has been on red for days. What happened to green?

In my new place I can’t complain. I’ve got my oxodometer which keeps me at 100% health peak. My NFPS (Nutrideck Food Provision System X3) provides me with my nutritional needs. I have an O242 Cyntrex Oxidation Generator, which pumps and cleans my oxygen and air flow flux. But most importantly, I’ve got my favorite exponential-assistant ROGER-087. Brand new and straight out of the box!

ROGER helps me with most of my pod housework and sanitation. He does a lot! He even does my exercise thanks to my new plug-in adapter. I’m only halfway through the introduction digi-video manual. My neighbor went the compact DORA 2 route, and she kept malfunctioning. She was finally labeled a “lemon” due to the current robo lemon law enforcement. Serves ‘em right for going with the refurb model.

Journal 223

My system’s red light hasn’t turned green in forever. The pod’s lights have been dimming and lagging. The current LIFE situation presents a nagging feeling that keeps hitting me on the head like a Gray with an asteroid hammer! I need to go to the park, to walk on the wet green grass towards the army of teeming trees that sway, shaking their leaves so gently before me. If only the red light would turn green.

Note to self - I guess it’s a good thing that the underground watering network is back up and running. Otherwise, we’d be living in a dershit of a dust bowl!

Journal 224

I finally got some needed rest. I did wake up briefly to a blinking green light, which I thought was odd.

Journal 225

Yesterday’s journal entry was short. I fell asleep. My oxygen level was low because of a bad cell in my module’s generator. I had to replace that this morning. FUN.

Tomorrow is Saturday, I’ll go for a nice jaunt through the park.

Green light on!

Journal 226

I am overloaded with worry today. System’s light is blinking a rhythmic red beam of light. The sunspots are in their full glory again. My pod’s protective roof cover was hit with a small solar shower yesterday afternoon and I hope it gets repaired soon. The entire pod shook. Hopefully, the storms don’t go for too long! I need to go to the park when the light turns green.

Journal 229

That dershit of a storm lasted 2 days! I cannot believe how loudly the winds howled. Thankfully, I had my memory to lower my protective thermal window shades. OMGOSH! With those heavy winds, the old portal vac fan in the lavatory kept rattling like crazy. My air system could not keep me cool enough. I felt like a puddle of mudd. My landlord has a new construction team coming tomorrow to fix it… I’m thinking, “in this storm?”

Journal 230

My digi-numbers are in. 0 viruses, 100% flora bacteria, 2 pints of blood drawn, .25 lbs of hair submitted, and a saliva count of 120 mg collected. I made my quota! This makes me happy since the Seasons of Celebration Days are coming up… I’m hoping my quota will help ease the pain from juggling the tight ration phase for a while. Then I can afford a big feast to celebrate!

Lately, I’ve seen on the Mega Food Dining Network Stream, they’ve come up with some new options for holiday dinner. I’ve heard FeuxTurkey is making a comeback. My mother used to rave about how delicious it was with mashed dranadoes. One zap of the micrometer and you’re ready to eat! OMGOSH, now I’m hungry!

-- Time for a nap. Turn me over and blink me out - I’m done. As my grandpa Ven used to say when he was overly drained.

Journal 230 PM

With everything else going on, the Presiding King Max’s antics are overwhelming. The echo of his pleading for new taxation repeats over and over. My thinking sure seems to be spinning with disarray. I don’t know how much longer I can keep going. That dershit of a red light hasn’t turned green in forever. It’s HOT.

As I was listening to the taxation plans I did not realize I had left the portal open. My Fermo-Cat Sunny ran away. I’m horrified. I threw on my GOGO hat, looked all over the building, and realized I lost the vid-ray drone capture due to the storms and brief power outage. I could not rewind to see if I had turned it on, and how or when Sunny escaped.

Journal 231

Spectra! Help me find my Sunny!

Journal 232

Yesterday sure sucked the kahuna beads out of my backend. We are having another brown out. The solar storm destroyed one of the sensors, so the construction Grays are up there trying to install a new one. It’s funny to hear them up there banging away squeaking and humming to each other as they work!

Sadly, someone announced last night on the loco-spectra-phone that a cat had landed right in the middle of the lobby. Dead as a doornail. It seems that Sunny must have gotten into the main cooling system’s aero-rogs again, lost his balance and fell from the overlook down to the lobby. RIP SUNNY!

I tried to catch up on my insta-mail. UGH! My Digi-Film, Vid & Audio Corp. job with whom I do freelance simulations for, let me go! Was it moral for them to digi-write rather than to digi-speak to me? Cowards!

Journal 233

Dershit is echoing in my brain as I find out that my living expense rations are way past due. For the love of Spectra! Is this some funky weird voo-doo?

I know that the planets are in their third alignment. Gravity is off by .0047 increments… Is this the reason for my funk? It’s NONSTOP turmoil! Is there a nasty buzzzz in the air? I need Spectra. PRAISE SPECTRA!

Journal 241

SORRY! I have not written in a nano-forever. System’s light has been blinking red nonstop. This is the opposite of the great blue abyss! I miss my cat! I can’t even think about that. I feel like I’m in a big empty void.

Journal 242

System’s light is still a deep red. Here we go again, it’s 122 degrees out! I pressed the adult drink button far too many times yesterday, and am hungover as all the stars in the universe. Now we’re told via the Max speech on the vid-ray to make sure to shut down and power up in 4 hour increments. System’s light blipped green for 15 minutes and now is a constant glow of red. JOY!

Journal 256 PM

SO BORED. I already engaged in 3 virtuo-trips to the MaJa third planet, thanks to my upgraded VR FamiliaScan Vacation Matrix Therapeutica V.44 beta. It froze in the middle of my third trip for quite a while. I reported it, and admin. alerted me and told me what to do. I’m going to venture out to the park for real this time! Wait until the light is green! I’m going.

Journal 278

SORRY! Been a while! The Big World Extravaganza Circuit III has begun. System’s green light is blinking like mad all through the Circuit III! Everyone is celebrating. I hate crowds. Every vid-ray channel has live footage. In the distance, I can see the orbs from my window as they merrily dance in the sky. When it’s over, they’re dividing our worldly governmental statutes into upper and lower cosmo sections.

NO WAY am I ending up in the lower cosmo.

Journal 279

OK - no more procrastination. Green light or not! Instead of them possibly erasing AND upgrading me, I’ve decided to park it. It’s time. Praise Spectra!

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Journal 284

I AM BACK. To fill you in on the park excursion, I’m feeling creative, so I’ll write it in the form of a poem.

Alert to self: This is a reflection of my recurring dreams I’ve been having! I call it,

“G R E E N.”

God, get me to the park…I hope I make it out...

YES. Finally! Here I am, a green light go!

The wind is bending the green to and fro,

Never believed I'd go off on such a lark.

Lo’ to be standing here outside, in the park.

Maybe if I could be a magnificent tree?

Oh, then, how happy I would be!

My brownish bark, standing there in the park.

My leaves are lavishly radiant with green.

Eyes behold! I'd be quite the sight to be seen.

Yet the worry in me just doesn't subside,

In my heart I let out a huge sigh.

I wave my branches in the air so high,

in the wind through my leaves, they would fly,

I'd feel eternal with years and years before I'd die.

A girl sitting in a window is shouting!

What is it she says? I cannot tell.

What? I cannot hear you. Why do you yell?

She’s waving her arms over and over at me.

From here she looks like she’s swatting a bee!

I ignore her as I stay for what seems forever in one place.

Out in the hot sun for hundreds or millions of days and eves.

To tower above, programmed to only shake my leaves?

Would I be waving them teasingly in your face?

This really would be no solution to my case.

It’s horrific! I cannot breathe. I feel too much heat on my brow.

I’m running out of energy! I’m zapped from head to toe now.

The girl stops waving as I come to the portal.

She informs me, being a tree is not always immortal.

She states that it is ME. I’m the only one who can set myself free.

The LIFE is not as dark or obscene as it may seem?

It’s true, the park and all its green has given me reason.

Change is all it takes to make the season.

I know who I am and what I've got,

I think that I am no less but a lot…

I’m real and not all that artificial!

Now, there's so much more to me I see,

much, much more than just a big ol' tree...

I need to face the virtual reality LIFE and just be ME!

Journal 285

It’s come down to this. I panicked. I had to run back to my pod before I had a stroke. I just about shut down. I was warned many times, thus the system’s red light. I could not register that concept properly.

Alert to self: Maybe the system’s light was broken? I have faith in Spectra.

Journal 286

Early morning upgrade was performed. I feel OK. Can’t remember much. While I was gone, they painted my pod living area G R E E N ! It certainly is my shade. How could they have known? I feel more positive now!

Journal 320

• Alert: This is my final entry stay tuned…

Things are going great! It’s practical that I keep my journal. It helps me stay focused.

Here I am - newly refreshed! It’s also my birthday today! Happy Birthday to me!

I’ve always wondered…

Who reads this dershit anyway? I kid.

Journal 389

Read my insta-mail. My SVPFamiliaSimulate installs tomorrow. After completing Version 2 I now get to test Version 3. It comes with 2 digi-kids (twins), a digi-dog and a new digi-wife!

Journaling is no longer required - it’s built into the new upgrade. My faith in Spectra is real. I got selected to serve in the new Model Family Org., plus I get to keep my ROGER! I’m thrilled.

The LIFE is good.

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