In the words of Boo, the hamster conscience of Largo in MegaTokyo, tru5t m3. He then picks up an extremely large rifle and proceeds to find a cat to frag.
I'm alive, though healing after my ordeal, as many of you have read about. Thanks for the support, and while I can't do this every day, I'm still thinking about everyone here.
I've been told I've lost it all. That's a lie. True, I'll never see some people on this side of eternity again, but that's not loss. We'll meet again. I'm no longer in the place I called home. I'm headed for a new place, hopefully wiser for my experiences. I've lost possesions, but they can be replaced (Thanks
PR!) All in all, I'm doing okay.
In fact, I'm better every day. Depression hasn't set in as I thought it would, and my mind is clearing. I got a new girl, who's very good to me, even though we're very far apart, and I think you'd all fall over dead to find out...
But, I digress. Such things will pass if they will, and I shall not force their hand. I am, luckily, having hella fun with a crazy rig in my bedroom, as I kill its
OS every so often to have something to do. That, and it plays hella lots of SNES games.
Jasper has changed, and so have I. The people look at me completely different, and I notice a little more wonder than anything else. It's kinda fun, to have a whole town know what happened to you and all of them can't believe I'm still smiling.
I played guitar again today, as I am wont to do at every opportunity. I found a tight Dean with a busted pickup, and I think it's what I'm buying myself for Christmas...
At any rate, I'm here, posting occasionally, reading, and generally getting my feet back under me. I haven't even modded, but I'm learning new software tricks to apply to Flameproof, as soon as I get it up and running. Hopefully, my stuff will make it in and I can get it running...
Oh well, tru5t m3. It'll be cool...