Walking among you.

I have been having a bit of fun with being invisible... even though it can be more of an annoyance than a blessing, let me tell you.

Since my apartment was completely emptied and its contents taken away to God knows where I have had to resort to using any computer I can get my hands on. This probably wouldn't be that much of a problem if I weren't invisible, but since I am... I have to stop typing whenever anyone is around.

I think I have convinced the people at the local library that the place is haunted. Its pretty easy and kind of entertaining as well. All I have to do is slide a coffee mug across the counter or knock a few books off a shelf every once in an while. If I'm feeling especially wicked I will blow into the librarians ear or flip the edge of her skirt up.

Them believing that the place is haunted helps when they hear the keys of the keyboard tapping away by themselves. They usually proceed very slowly if they do come back to the computer corner, giving me time to move.

I have also run into the problem of acquiring food.

I have taken to stealing fruits and stuff from a little grocery store around the corner from the overpass... but it is getting increasingly harder to hide my presence from the proprietors.

When I snuck in today I was horrified at the site that they were installing video surveillance equipment. I guess if you find enough banana peels and apple cores... you have got to figure some sort of thievery is going on.

I guess that I am going to have to start wearing some sort of disguise when I go into a largely populated public place. Its quite a job to stay out of peoples way and NOT get run into when people can't see you. Just walking down the street can be extremely dangerous if I forget that I cannot be seen by others.

I suppose I will have to adopt the old "Unknown Soldier" look with some dark glasses.

My Living Arrangements

I have been evicted from my apartment. I was moved into an apartment close the the Science facility when we began work on "Project Wonderland". It wasn't bad, a small little two bedroom... one of which I had turned into my study/computer room. When I was turned invisible at the site by the Radiation Collider, I was also knocked unconscious. The members of the science team were whisked away by the government to some "other facility", along with Jane, the woman I had become involved with during our experiments. She is a beautiful woman and quite possibly the smartest woman I have ever met. After the "accident", I went back to my place for a few days to regroup with my notes and files on my personal computer. The NEWS said nothing about the incident. It is quite possible that you, the reader of this blog are the only one beside myself that even know this has happened to me (aside from the government). The other scientists and Jane were told that I was obliterated in the blast and that the experiments were too dangerous to go on with.

The machine was dismantled and taken away on flatbed trucks under the blanket of nightfall.

Anyway, When I returned to my apartment today there was police tape across the door and the lock had been smashed in. I pushed it aside and entered and found my apartment completely empty... they even took out the carpet. What would they want with the carpet?

There were rumors among the neighbors in the hall that I had been killed in a horrible accident... yet there were two government agents sitting in an unmarked car across the street... waiting for me, apparently.

Everything I once had is now gone.

Everything... including Jane.

I must find her.

I must find my notes.

I have spent the last couple of nights under the overpass of the interstate.

A homeless man gave me some of his food and said I was welcome to warm myself next to his fire.

I was completely amused at the fact that he even knew I was there at first... until I realized he was BLIND.