Jerry spends most of his job in a windowless office, watching over a grid of monitors, translating the outside world into a glowing, segmented montage. When he gets home, he watches TV, basketball if it's on, and eats a pot pie. Monday is beef, Tuesday is chicken, Wednesday is pork, Thursday is turkey and Friday is ham. On the weekends he cooks cod and orders pizza. He used to hunt once, but lately it's just been too cold, so he chooses to remain indoors where he feels safe and warm. Ever since the accident the pills were making him just too tired to do anything anymore, and after Leslie died, he found no reason to break the comfort of his routine.
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