And, yes, I can hear all of you snickering, but that's not meant to be literal.
I am apparently going to jail. Fuck the police and their ridiculous fucking overreaction, it was a miniature nuclear reactor. As in not that big. And I had everything perfectly under control. IF IT SEEMED LIKE IT WAS ABOUT TO HAVE A MELTDOWN, MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE SOMEONE PUT A MAN-SIZED HOLE IN THE WALL WHEN THEY BURST INTO THE LAB!
AND SPEAKING OF WHICH, YOU FUCKING ALIEN PIECE OF SHIT, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TOLD THEM I WAS GOING TO FLEE THE COUNTRY IF THEY LET ME OUT ON BAIL! DO YOU KNOW HOW UNNATRACTIVE JAIL CELLS ARE?! (They have re-tiled the bathroom, though. It looks nicer, if a shade of vomit green.)
But they haven't found the iPhone yet, which means I can still e-mail all of my board members and threaten to eviscerate them if they even think of selling their shares.