Beep.

Updating.

Mother is snoring like an elephant with bronchitis, and I'm tempted to tape her trunk up. 

The computer is loading. I'm going to check the emails. I bet that one from the BBC is waiting to be opened and read.

Not now, Boris, I haven't got time to talk. Got to check my emails.

Updating.

Not happy with this. Thing seems to be always updating. Slow, slow, slow.
Not now, Boris. I'll talk later.

I met Boris two years ago. Couldn't understand a word he said, and he told me to learn Russian so I could speak to him. Spent months on that. Turns out he speaks Hebrew. 

Still updating..

Now you're testing and breaking me a little. I'll let you know that computer. Taking too long.

Still updating!

Yes, it's an insult Boris, a God damn insult. I'll tell you when to update. Makes me mad. You better not make me wake mother. Not again. Updating.........

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Smashed my hand up. Monitors broken. Mothers awake. She's looking at me with those eyes again; the scared ones.