sat quietly in the courtyard as he frowned, refusing to do any of the work he had been assigned.

totally bored out his mind as he stared at the ceiling above his bed in his cell. He was contemplating how to better run his business was he

flopped down on the top bunk in his cell, claiming this one as his.

shivering like mad... why was he so cold and sick? ><;;

stretched out on his couch and staring at the ceiling. Something interesting needed to happen and soon. ><;;

naked and standing outside... he had a little much to drink.

sent Russia a birthday card and a gift card to the liquor store.

eating chocolate and watching movies.

back to normal, thank god. He fully plans on going back to brooding in his bedroom. This time of year was depressing.

had fallen asleep on the couch wrapped in a few blankets. He had been feeling like he was coming down with something.