From the Desk of Director Sarah Martinez, Entry 7
October 17, 2101
Eric and I are good. Apologized by taking him on an inner system Blink Run in the Hope. It’s not like it’s a waste of resources or anything since I had to check on the emergency fueling station orbiting Uranus anyway. The ship has two seats and barely follows the laws of physics, so the extra mass didn’t even equate to more fuel.
I fail to see how this is a bad thing.
I performed an inspection on autonomous construction
Eric got to take a trip of the lifetime with his incredibly cool auntie
It’s a win-win.
Now if the fucking tabloids could understand that, things would be so much better.
Okay. Shook it off like you tell me to, Friez. All the deep breathing nonsense and yadayada.
I hate that it worked a little. But I’m glad it did because…
I’m meeting Bones this afternoon at the Pit.
Just thinking about it makes me cold. No, it’s not the desolate pit of despair it once was, but still… those shadows had a mind of their own, I swear to god.
“Deflection,” Friez would say. And he’s right.
Fucking obnoxious, but right.
How bad is this meeting going to be? I haven’t seen her since the day she sold Janet and I out. Since she abandoned us to save her own skin.
That bitch sacrificed me. Janet. Humanity. She gave up everything she screamed at us about in a single moment, not of weakness as she’d like us to believe, no… but of truth. Because the truth of it is that Bones has always been a self-serving piece of shit who flees as soon as any sort of personal accountability comes calling.
Yeah, that’s Bones. I looked into her imprisonment—the one I got suckered into ending. Know how she got there, diary? Burning down a lithium factory. Called it eco-justice, but you know what else it did? Stopped vehicle production for sixteen months. Old gas-powered beasts came back out onto the road and started adding carbon back to the atmosphere, stalling the decades-long reductions we’d been in the middle of.
Every action she takes is a master class in hypocrisy.
So, how is this meeting going to go?
I’m going to rip her a new asshole and leave her bleeding out on the floor.
Wish me luck I don’t end up sharing a cell with her by the end of the day.
Until next time,
Sarah Martinez
