Well, folks, it's been fun in Tales of Transhumanism

I'm to appear in the Crown court again on Tuesday, and I have no idea why. According to my useless solicitor, it's a "breach matter". Which is strange because I haven't breached. Not once.

The judge before said he'd make it his personal goal in life to make my life very, very difficult if I appeared before him again. I'm fucked. That guy wanted to see me in prison, and he was very disappointed that he couldn't put me in prison. He promised me I'd go to jail if he ever saw me in court again.

It's been real, guys, but I am fucked. I have no idea what this is about; I've done everything I've been ordered to do. Everything. They want to put me in prison, and that's exactly what they're going to do. I'm torn between going to court and being handed me inevitable 90-day sentence, plus whatever else that asshole wants to hand me, and just saying "fuck it" and going on the run. It's not a long time to do, I know that, but it's the injustice of it - I've done nothing wrong! I've been sentenced! I'm doing what they ordered me to do! Why can't they just leave me alone?

Fuck! If I had not done any of the order they had ordered me to do, then I'd say "fine, jail, whatever", but the fact is, I've done everything they told me to.

This really isn't fair.