I know the name of the driver who tried to run me down in 2012. (Full name).

I also know the two names of the individuals who laced my weed, before I took a walk that day.

I know they are from my town, and "his" brother worked at the hospital I went to.

I have another theory about my town.

A lot of witches here are heretics, and that poor fool Christian who "supposedly" jumped off a bridge ....

He didn't seem suicidal at all.

And his mother was a twisted therapist. Really bad at her job. I know personally.

Fuck Bar Harbor. You stupid witches.

I'm rogue for the next week or so, and taking care of personal business for the time being.

Then I'll see what the NSA wants, when my little holiday of investigation is over.