Venom in Me

I feel the computer geeks of M.I.T. and their network moving around me. Maybe they make me feel a little pretty today. Maybe all the pain goes away and I become JAP ANIMAE. Maybe my knowledge is sweet, ALL OF IT. Maybe people will quit judging me. VENOM, the huge male rotweiller outside is on to me. He sniffed my hand shyly and backed down instantly. Maybe my inner badass is coming to be. Maybe my intellectual property is of the utmost importance today. Sorry weather men and ladies. You ALL will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. You are all guilty and could have stopped my torture from birth by just explaining and documenting the weather patterns around me. Mix in the FAA and we have a military deal struck in your heads. You will all crumble off screen today and it will get worse every day. Maybe that is just how I write the prophecy. We will make an Animae character with a baseball bat slamming it down with telekinesis and a KAPOW!!! next to her. It is SORORITY figures, not me. They can be used until they can be thrown away.