Huh. That would also make my
new Birthday in January. Rebirthday?
I have this fucking debate
for the past 5 years and I STILL can't make up my mind about it. This
IS the first year I've spent my original birthday outside of the
United States though. Would try to get the locals to sing me a song,
but most of them don't know English. Which complicates matters. Also
they hate me, though that isn't new when it comes to Birthdays. But
it is GOOD. Best present I could ask for, really, not that I
particularly GET why they hated me so INSTANTLY. Didn't even have to
try, to piss them off. Heheheh. Whatever.
Tried out a thing, though,
to celebrate. Made a Birthday cake, and laced the icing, and Candles,
with NITRO. AND BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING. I am a SHITTY cook. SHIT. It
wouldn't have been a good cake anyway, so this isn't a waste. We did
have this guy though. Not a Runner, but we had him for leverage with
someone, for some stupid reason. Organization politics,
blah-blah-blah, boring. Name is Sivakov or Sivokov or something. I
dunno, I don't care. Point is, he outlived his usefulness to us, so I
made him a deal. We would let him go, if he did one, simple, little
thing.
Heheheheh.
So. I've never actually USED
Nitroglycerin like this before. I had NO idea how much would be
enough. Turns out... I low-balled it a bit. He lit the candle, and
BOOM. Explosion. It was GREAT, he went FLYING...
But he didn't die. Fucked up
his face, and most of his body, though. So that was a bit
disappointing.
Still. Man of my word. He
was FREE to go. And go he WENT. To a Hospital, I think, where he will
hopefully die after a long, painful, process of trying to save his
worthless, pathetic, life. Or he'll be left a scarred, hopefully
crippled, wreck of a human being for the remainder of his sad, sad,
days.
You know. I suddenly feel a
lot better now.
Lot of work ahead of me.
Meeting with people to discuss THINGS. A week, and we've been unable
to really pick up the trail for Loreid, but we DO know he is clearly
working with YET ANOTHER FUCKING TRAITOR PROXY. We don't know WHO.
Why don't know why. But SOMEONE who knows both our passwords and
OPERATING PROCEDURES, has gone to GREAT LENGTHS to delete most of the
shit we know about Loreid. AND BURNED THE HARD COPIES FOR GOOD
MEASURE. YES they had security cameras. No. The footage was not there
to be recovered. Fucking traitor FUCKS.
Gonna make an example out of
this one... Fuck them up REAL good and taxidermy what is left. Send
it around to other offices... Remind people about the benefits of
fucking LOYALTY. A commodity oh so FUCKING RARE these days. Ugh.
AND NOW I'M IN A BAD MOOD
AGAIN. FUCK. Fuck it.
Heh... Happy Birthday, Scratch
ReplyDeleteYeah, yeah.
DeleteSee, you're sad because you didn't throw a birthday party, we could have done the mash, you know the monster mash?
ReplyDeleteWell then... Merry fucking birthday? Why do I have this compulsion to wish you a happy birthday? Is custom so engrained in me? Whatever. Merry fucking birthday.
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