God not listening as usual. Icy rain falling. Getting soaked through. No shelter. Teeth chattering. Spirits sinking.
2:30 A.M. Rain still falling. Fear onset of hypothermia. Will this night of hell never end?
4:45 A.M. Starting to thaw. Forced to abandon grape arbor. Found laundromat open 24 hours. Deserted except for one scary-looking guy washing oddly spotted blankets. Look suspiciously like bloodstains. Certain there’s a logical explanation. Probably shot a deer and had to bring carcass home in double bed of his Winnebago.
5:30 A.M. Grizzled, shifty-eyed deer hunter finally left. Removed most of my clothes and put in dryer. Damn! Was that a police car that just cruised by?
6:45 A.M. Getting light. Still raining. Extremely fatigued. Have to leave. Can’t risk being seen on streets in daylight.
7:45 A.M. Back in dripping arbor. Just as wet as before. Pray Fuzzy comes soon.
8:30 A.M. Where is that hairy scumbag?!!!!
9:10 A.M. Fuzzy finally showed. Opened back door. Going to bed now.
