Downloaded.

For those sour assholes who were cheering my demise, think again. I am NOT dead, at least, not anymore.

First off, the part about the crash is 100% true. I’m just glad that intersection was clean that night – I didn’t want to hurt anybody else, unintentionally. Everyone knows that the only kind of harm I find satisfying is the deliberate kind. Anyway, I was driving home from work as it started raining, and the car went nuts after I turned on an intersection. Like it was trying to avoid running over an animal under its own power. Then it ran right for the wall. Next thing I remember is a loud bang, spinning lights everywhere, a huge crashing noise, and then silence. I remember dying and it is every bit as horrible and traumatic as you can imagine.

I died that night, but I didn’t stay dead.

I thought about writing an entry about this, but a lot of you already know that the body I currently use isn’t really mine, and isn’t even real. My body was, in fact, a machine that allowed me to forego the inconveniences of most human physical urges, such as hunger, tiredness, and horniness, as well as inhibiting some of the more intense human emotional responses, like freaking out from losing control of my vehicle. An added bonus I am glad I paid for was networking. When I was killed, my consciousness was downloaded almost immediately into a new body. And before anyone asks, yes, this body is identical to the last one. It has to be, otherwise, I’d spend forever getting used to it, and adjusting to an identical copy is a pain in the ass as it is.

So the good news is that I am alive. The BAD news is that my life, as I knew it, is fucked permeaneantly. My entire family thinks I am dead, which sucks balls. My family is moving away, pretty far out of town, and I can never tell them what has happened. Most of my friends, as is evidenced by the previous entry, know of my demise, so I can’t even ask them for help rebuilding. Powers only know what they’ve done with all my stuff. Fortunately, all my important computer data was backed up on an outside server, and I do have a storage locker with some provisions that I prepared in case of an emergencies that no one knows about. I obviously can’t return to work, since one of my bosses saw the whole thing, so I am screwed for money. And for school, for that matter, since word would get out quickly and people would get totally creeped if a deader showed up to class one morning.

So I guess I am going to have to start over. Aside from the last entry posted, I have maintained a policy of keeping my personal life and my internet life strictly segregated, which is the only reason I write this now; I know no one I know in real life will ever find it. Anyway, now I have to look into getting another job, a new school, and, fuck it, a new name! I probably won’t be writing in here again until I get a new life together for myself. Wish me luck in that.

By the way, I hope everyone had a happy April Fool’s Day. I know I did. 😉

-His Dead Shadow