Journal: How I learnt To Stop Worrying And Love eBay

Dear Diary,

Today, I purchased a small quantity of weapons grade plutonium off eBay. The guy I bought it from was happy to be rid of it, even though my bid was very small. I sent my payment, noting that the address was somewhere in Asia. "Oh well, it shouldn't take more than a few months," I thought to myself. So it came as a pleasant surprise when my doorbell rang and a man from Parcel-Force was there with a big heavy box. It turned out that the man I bought the plutonium from had a friend over here who was looking after it. I love eBay.

On next weeks episode:

- My door is knocked down at 3am and the police storm my house with semi-automatics and flash-bangs and extradite me to America. It seems they also read slashdot (read = monitor and scan for keywords). God damn it Bush and Blair suck.

- I write the code for a tcp/ip based detonation system that comes with a neat web interface. You can even have the nuclear codes send to your email address should you forget them.

- My /. Account gets deleted.

- no-one reads this.