Monday 6 January 2014

I have had a fucking miserable week.

You know, I was dubious about having an EXPLOSIVE SUBSTANCE IN MY BONES when I became a Seeker, but I never figured that I'd have to deal with that problem because azoth only is explosive when EXPOSED TO OXYGEN.

WELL YOU KNOW WHAT?  I DIDN'T THINK SOME PUNK-ASS WANNABE GHOST HUNTER WOULD CUT MY FUCKING ARM OFF.

I am way to fucking pissed to go over this.  I mean, the pain was FUCKING AWFUL but the painkillers are helping.  But I'm still PISSED.

I need to fucking kill something right now, I swear, I am going to blow that fucker up.  Gonna make him feel this pain.  And then I'm gonna carve his fucking heart out of his chest and make him fucking eat it while I stab him in the balls repeatedly.


DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA HOW MUCH IT HURTS TO 
A) HAVE YOUR ARM CUT OFF?
B) SLAM YOUR STUMP ON A ROCK?
C) FUCKING EXPLODE?

NO?
DIDN'T FUCKING THINK SO