Now the trains are against me.
It does not appear to matter when I leave the prison. I have tried different times, alternative cars and bloody brilliant disguises but still the trains rail against me.
Doesn't happen when I come into prison, only when I leave.
Every day I drive down Lauder rd to head towards to motorway and inevitably (Mr. Anderson) it happens.
The crossing lights blink red, the bells clang and the barriers come down. This leads to traffic backing up miles and me being stuck looking out wondering when I will ever get into the queue.
Must be Diesel 10 working them against me as the 'oily diesels' do not like the favor I grant upon Thomas and the other 'Steamy's'. The lookout seagulls working for the Air force and Spooks no doubt alert Diesel 10 to my approach so they can co-ordinate events and cease my journey home. Probably laughing their arses off as I sit there watching the cars flow whilst I stagnate.
Drying out ever more and longing for the taste of alcohol.
On that note am leaving now to find ethanol and hunker down with Wererabbits, if we can get past the train tracks.
The Grey Madness
About Me
- thegreymadness
- New Zealand
- Iconoclastic, anti-authoritarian, paranoid, don't put up with injustice, very good at getting into other peoples heads, thoughts and minds (my job) good at risk assessment and at risk management in secure facilities as well being very good at prognostic predictions re risk (again my job), and then back to beer and whisky to eliminate the Monsters of the day, as for the Monsters of the night, learn to understand and appreciate them, this will keep you safer than fearing them.
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