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Once upon a time...
Dec. 2nd, 2002 12:30 am(taking a cold addled break after napping for most of the evening...)
When I was in middle school, I made plans to blow up the school. Okay, *we* made plans to blow up the school, my closest friends and I. Very careful, elaborate ones. And we had explosives, or at least access to explosives -- some we made for ourself (having more or less free run of the chem lab), some were purchased by the older brother of my best friend for use in making fireworks. Oh, and I sometimes brought weapons to school. I remember in particular a knife that I'd occaisionally wear in a homemade arm sheath, and the shuriken I'd contrived to hide in my shoe.
( my life as a juvenile menace )
When I was in middle school, I made plans to blow up the school. Okay, *we* made plans to blow up the school, my closest friends and I. Very careful, elaborate ones. And we had explosives, or at least access to explosives -- some we made for ourself (having more or less free run of the chem lab), some were purchased by the older brother of my best friend for use in making fireworks. Oh, and I sometimes brought weapons to school. I remember in particular a knife that I'd occaisionally wear in a homemade arm sheath, and the shuriken I'd contrived to hide in my shoe.
( my life as a juvenile menace )
