Laving Colombia, or wherever I was, has done nothing for my sexual torture implants. I think they are most obviously still in there. The zapper and the wriggler continue to go off regularly. As I typed this post, the zapper went off at the moment I typed 'zapper.' In a previous version of this post, one I lost by clicking the back button, I had typed one previous instance of the word 'zapper' and the zapper went off at the exact moment I typed it that time too.

There was a heckler standing outside my room ready to start heckling me at the exact moment I woke up, and they already have the acoustic program set up so that I have to hear Joe's voice saying, "Check," in here. I don't doubt it will be long before they start playing Helene's voice in here too, and the voices of those other gashes in Joe's family, as per usual.