You Mean There's Something Outside of the House?

I finally went back outside today. Went down to the mall, walked about, stayed as far away from Electromat as I could. I'm finally well, which means I have to go back to work tomorrow. I'm just saying, after taking three weeks off for vacation, and two weeks off for being charbroiled, I'm really beginning to wonder why I took this freaking job.

It's a shame I can't go into Philly tonight. While my parents aren't stopping me from heroing, they want me to at least go to work before I fight crime. I'm a little disappointed, but hey, at least I can.