In my line of work, I am asked to work in some strangely repurposed spaces. For example, the space I’m in would be a perfect place to store irradiated peaches well in to the next millennium. Mind you, I have no problem with it, I understand how space is limited and that you’ve got to make use of it. but today, it gets in my way a bit, you see due to the original purpose of this room the room as is entire floor is… encased in lead.

My mobile is dead, their wireless network doesn’t reach here, Superman couldn’t even spy on me. I’m cut off. And worse, the door will lock behind me if I attempt to leave. I feel cut off completely.

So you might wonder… how did I get this post up? The world may never know… after all a real gomo never tells ALL his secrets…