Wednesday, May 28, 2008

No signs of life yet. Still searching. Found a real can opener today. Won't have to use that stupid pocket knife anymore. Have enough power to keep distress signal running for a few more days, I think. After that, don't know what I'll do. So cold. Made a friend out of some garbage I found laying around. Named him Andres. Guess he's hispanic or something. Nothing else to report. Hope I survive. That is all.


Father Cory said...

It's sad that you're lost.