Jeremy’s Journal
Jeremy on life in the box.
Monday: Played in the snow today. Think I might have caught a bit of a cold – I can’t feel my fingers.
Tuesday: My nose won’t stop running. Thinking of asking Consuela for some Kleenex.
Wednesday: Consuela wouldn’t give me any tissues. She said I didn’t need any because I’m dead. I hate her a little bit. #unfriended
Thursday: Consuela was right. It wasn’t my nose running, just a bad varnishing job.
Friday: Heard someone bitching about me in the Cloisters today. I am NOT a ‘lazy jerk-off’. Utilitarianism didn’t invent itself you know. Or maybe it did. Maybe that was the whole thing.
Saturday: I can’t see anything because someone threw a snowball at my cabinet. I bet it was Grant. He’ll pay. #thuglyf
Sunday: All the snow has melted. Feeling a bit empty inside. Possibly because my internal organs were all removed in 1832.





