((he carries it with him, in his PDA. Is stored online)) I have not eaten in days, other than that rat taco. My quest to find the outcasts is in vain. I need to eat. Writing is difficult in this state... I need to give myself another injection. ...being me is a pain. Well, I think I am making progress actually.. I met someone. I think I can do it. I wonder if she's left a message... oh well, if I see her again I will ask. I need to eat.