[As it's raining today, the old man has decided to do what he usually does, get drunk out of boredom. But it has been a while since he's used the journal for anything other than people watching, so he figured he should probably contribute to that mess that we call social interaction. He's been trying to figure out what he was doing the last time he was in Luceti, he must've entertained himself somehow. He did gardening.]

How do you guys stop yerselves from gettin' so bored in this place? Not that I mind the peace and quiet we get when we're not bein' experimented on! It's just that some of you must've picked up new hobbies, ones that don't involve spendin' every day at the battle dome, right? Us old folk just aren't cut out fer that sorta thing. Drinkin' alcohol every day isn't a very healthy hobby ta have.

[A pause while he pours himself another class of wine.]

A turtle did suggest that I take up a musical instrument now that I think about it.