Another drab morning at work. I'd go sit at my desk, but I don't even care anymore. You've been weird lately. You ever try antidepressants? I'm on the highest dosage. I think that's why I can't feel anything—good or bad. Sounds like you and I are both in the same boat. Oh. So you're taking them, too? Ha! Nope. I'm just one of the lucky bastards that just never gave a crap in the first place.
Hey, Papa Moai... did those flyers you asked me to put up all over town every help you find that missing cat? Well, let's just say that I received a large number of "helpful" phone calls. I don't get it. They couldn't have been very helpful if you never found your cat. I have never owned a cat, William. However, my fur jacket is nearly complete. Would you care for some delicious paté on a water cracker? I make it myself.