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For those of you leaving comments, I promise you that the previous post was left by me. I am always in control of my blog, the jerks that hack it don’t retain control.

I really do apologize to my mom and dad, and my brother Brad. I need it to be known that I mean it, and it is from me.

Several days of insanity.

So, the crazy old guy? The one I mentioned in my last post? He had pictures of me on his phone. Pictures taken by Mann.

I thought this meant he was with him and Jeff, but that night he saved me from a couple muggers, and… well, he seems to think he’s a valiant knight. One that’s afraid of spiders, but whatever.

At the police station, I vouched for his identity as thanks for saving me, but I had a feeling he wasn’t going to get out of my hair so easily, so I told him about the Fremont Troll and told him to go kill it.

It actually seems to have worked. I’m not convinced that this isn’t all an act, and he really is with Mann, trying to screw with me. I’m considering having him investigated.