The Diary/Sketchbook of Robnoxious

jan 21 1998

september 12 2001
I'm starting to settle into the city.
At first I was queasy. The height of the buildings giving me vertigo, and the streams of strangers made Dryden seem like a cozy duvet. That is fucked up.
I am feeling better now. I came to disappear and the city obliges me. I ain't got no role. And my Dryden peops ain't looking at me with their warpy mirror eyes.
Also, the girls dress way sluttier here. Damn I love tits.