day 274. fuck it all. i missed it again. i haven’t slept in weeks. i haven’t seen or talked to another person in i dunno how long. i’ve been chained to the radiator next to a power outlet ever since a low battery fucked my chance back on day 47. i’m almost out of the food i can reach from the pantry. the dry pasta isn’t as bad as it sounds. i’ve only chipped two teeth from not waiting long enough for it to soften. it hasn’t rained in a week, so so cup sitting on the window ledge hasn’t been filled. i think a bird shit in it yesterday. the stench from the shit in the corner has finally faded. or perhaps i’ve just grown so used to it it doesn’t bother me anymore.