Red's Private Journal 5/25

5/25
As I was making sure no misinformation was being spread about me, I read an article that referred to my lifespan, saying, "Sure, it's a red, skinless form that's vulnerable to infection and will die soon, but that liquid would be the Kool-Aid Man ... Because if he's the liquid, then he's losing parts of his body, which is disturbing.”
I guess that I had always just assumed that since I wasn't exactly human, I wouldn't die. I have never really thought about it before. Knowing that I was superior was good enough. But now I wonder if I am losing parts of my body as I speak? Who am I? If I die, will I go to human heaven? Is there a god? Am I even real?
Maybe this is a mid-life crisis. (Is this the middle of my life? Am I halfway done already? Have I peaked?)
Luckily, someone responded to our job listing. The 'interviews' always make me feel a little better. Even if I don't know who I am, I do know one thing. Someone dressing up in a costume, pretending to be me, is a dishonor to everyone. The boy wrote us saying he "had experience as a voice actor" and had "no problem 'kicking a door down'." How pathetic. As if that's all it takes. He'll regret this soon.
I'm going to start recalling my dreams here, so I don't keep forgetting them.
KM