It is the silence that's the problem....
And yes, those of you that read Reach's blog will see that.....
Well, feasibly these could be some of my last posts before going out in some kind of fiery blaze of glory/fillibuster.
But hey, I signed on for this, so there'll be no wangsty angst on my end.
Reach is actually sleeping now, without the aid of a Tazer.
Urgh, I still feel uneasy.....
I've dismantled the TV from my room and am rigging it up to the window frames with several springs from my mattress.
Anyone tries touching the metal surrounds, (which they have to, to even get a grip, let alone open them) they get 40,000 volts. And a ray tube with enough brightness to blind them.
It's amazing what a Physics major can do with some forks, wire and a screwdriver.
We'll have to run before the Hoteliers find out though.....
"Do Not Disturb" signs work for keeping the cleaners out (and excusing all the squeaking my mattress made as I dismantled it).....
I'm going to have to go out and do something very stupid and get in contact with some very bad people from my stupid-girl phase in Ireland.
I've got an appointment with a guy I used to date close-by.
I'll go now.
And take a few weapons...
Reach, don't be angry (oh how futile to say) it's not an ulterior motive, it's for us.
It's getting dark, I'll have to be quick.
Catch you on the flip side,