When I got back to my apartment after flying all the way back from Nevada, I found a bow on my bar.... A fucking bow?! It seems kind of old? Like, it's wooden and there are all these weird ass runes carved into it. It's really freaky looking. I absolutely loved it. Tried it out then and there. Started shooting liquor bottles. I've never shot a bow before in my life. But using this thing, I'm good- I'm really fucking good. It doesn't make any sense. But I suppose the fact that it doesn't make any sense makes perfect sense. I want to try this baby out so bad. I still haven't heard back from the chick that got me into this. FUCK!! I'm dying of boredom. Thinking of going hunting with the thing. Maybe that will be a bit more fun. I wish I had this thing when I was in Nevada. Woul've helped a lot. I wonder if I'll see any of the others again. The Jericho person was fucking badass. I've been experimenting with adding things to the arrows. I feel like you could make really cool stuff with it. Maybe I should look into hiring an expert. Wonder where you'd find a bow and arrow expert. Maybe I will get more cool stuff when I do more of these jobs. But how long are they gonna make me wiait? My wound healed. I'm ready to fucking go. I want to try out that bow. Actually shoot at something.