A super messy pic but eh, regardless, this was how I had been feeling for the past couple weeks. Being away from my friends not being able to contact anyone was a recipe for some outright wild insanity.

When I thought about what my sister had done to get us to this point, the fact that it felt like the people in charge of this investigation didn't seem to think too much (granted I understand they had a job of sorts, but felt they were just way to hasty in it all. It felt like as if people were just more than happy to just stand on you to get to do what they want, though of course I've been able to climb out of this pit thanks you guys, as well as my father.

I can't help but feel like as if I've lost something grand and (hopefully for now anyway) must now have to settle for less, all because one person just couldn't keep their damn shit straight. I've had out bursts like this over the course of it, and I have to say to this   justathereptile is one hell of a block of stone (in a good way) staying mentally sturdy through this whole ordeal.

i've even had time to reflect on it all, and I feel like as though this is similar to someone being cooped up alone in isolation, only its because I couldn't access my computer and talk to you all that seems to be the difference in all this. At the time, I felt a little vengeful as well so in revenge this strange thing is consuming the planet in retribution to how it was treated, to be crushed in a black void just as it was imprisoned in one.

But to put back into explination: I am hopeful still waiting on word on when we will get our stuff back, I just hope i can get my computer safely back where it belongs and fire it up. till then I'm still gonna chat and experiment with other things while possible...