Luisa,
I'm feeling much better today. I'm able to access the 'net very clearly. Morgan must be out of the building today and otherwise occupied. From your last mail, you weren't able to understand me very clearly. What can I clarify for you today?
In other good news, I've been working on manipulating some of the guards' minds. Just this morning they came in with a full tray of medicines, steroids, narcotics, etc. for me to take. I told them that I'd already taken them. One of the guards pointed to the pills on the tray and said, "What are these, then?"
I waved my hand and said, "These are not the roids you are looking for," and he repeated it right back to me, "These are not the roids we are looking for."
I then said, "Move along," and he told the other two guards, "Move along," and they did! Freedom is soon within my grasp, I can taste it.
(Don't these clowns ever get out to the movies?)
Luisa, I still fear for you, though. Be careful.