I guess it's kind of a fucking habit to come to the blog when something happens or when I want something to happen. Boss always said it was a waste of time, but he got us all going anyway, and whether he admitted it or not, the blog was important to him, in the end. He liked people. Liked getting in touch with them, learning their stories, making friends. Ronan did too, though the blog was at least his idea.
I went ahead and killed the proxy that I'm pretty sure has been tailing me the past few days. He was just a kid, a few years younger than me, but if it's a choice between me and them, my choice is always going to be me. And the stupid fucking moron tried to strike first, and clearly didn't know what he was doing. If I didn't do it, some overly self righteous runner would've.
Your move, assholes.
