But my brain isn't quiet. I'm stoned out of my goddamn gourd. Don't worry, it is just my usual regimen of drugs. That's how I spent a lot of my time now. Wasted. Doesn't really help with the pain much, but makes it a bit more tolerable. All of my drugs cost over 5 grand a month. That's what it takes to keep me going. I'm in somewhat better shape because of all of it, and there's a few bright
Finally found a doctor that didn't run screaming upon seeing my spine images and xrays. The team is coming together. Met with the neurosurgeon the other day, and he thinks I am an ideal candidate for augmentation. The transition is happening, I think. I still have to pass a psych evaluation and other steps, but I am closer now than ever. First I'll have the trial run; they'll sink electrodes into
Been meaning to this, and I've become the King of Pro-Crasty Nation. I kept wanting to report, but there was nothing to report, no good news at all, so I just... didn't. Sorry. Went a bit silent on my end. It just sorta happened.
I finally got a lawyer willing to take up my case. After that, things started happening.
dim and bombs....... bombs that turn into mini suns with immene gravitational pull that suck you end, incienerate your atoms, then destroy the protons, nuetrons, and electrons of those atoms. he would figure out a way to trap you soul in the air if he could, sadly his expertise is not necromancy
For great justice, launch every Zig!
Make your time.
dim and bombs....... bombs that turn into mini suns with immene gravitational pull that suck you end, incienerate your atoms, then destroy the protons, nuetrons, and electrons of those atoms.
he would figure out a way to trap you soul in the air if he could, sadly his expertise is not necromancy
All your base are belong to us !
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to be frank dim doesn't NEED a bomb, I'd be mor worried about them dropping DIM on me.