I just spent a long time - maybe too long for what it is - writing a funny description here about how I got a palm spike stuck in my leg. It was in the tone of a legal deposition or whatever, and it ended with "My justice will be done." But then the fucking podcast upload thing fucked up because it's all changed and I lost the description I wrote and I'm too angry now to write another one. I just swore at my laptop and my housemate laughed at me from the other room. God fucking damn it cunt. I was doing so well.