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Wednesday, 12 December 2007

image for A Life in the Day - Stormtrooper 56789 I can't find my cloak. Have you seen my cloak? I have stars to destroy. I can't go out looking like this, can I?

My days recently have been quite dull, ever since that documentary anyway. Now that Lord Vader has gone and died as well,there is even less to do.

Sometimes to fill in the day we play who's helmet? That is always the same thoguh. It is the same helmet for everyone. We are numbers, we are not free-men. Honestly, we sit here sometimes and wonder who's side we are on. Sure, all of this space travel is exciting and fun, and who doesn't want to be in at the end of a planet, but when you have seen one planet being destroyed, you have seen them all going.

George Lucas does not write. He does not return my calls. I had a script all written for him. I learnt my Hamlet, but now I am too old for that, but not old enough for King Lear.

I get sick of the fashion we are expected to wear. Sometimes I look at it and think there should be more to my life.

I normally am in bed by 10pm. It is later enough for me then. When you are floating through space, you don't tend to have a local, and you should see some of the aliens I have seen.

I don't even know what I am meant to be. Am I robot, or a Man? Answer me that. It wasn't thought through properly was it, George? Call me, Mr Lucas. The friendship cannot have all been in my head, can it?

The story above is a satire or parody. It is entirely fictitious.

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