Careful what you wish for

I found out today that the asshole that stole from me and I wished all kinds of death and misfortune upon was just moved out of intensive care after getting into a pretty serious car crash a few weeks ago.

As much as I despise this fucktard I'm glad he didn't actually die and I didn't exactly throw a party when I heard of his wreck (I didn't shed tears either). In fact it really didn't come to much of a surprise to me sense he's a pretty self-destructive individual.

Maybe he had time to reevaluate his life as he laid in his hospital bed with a breathing tube shoved down his throat. Maybe he'll think twice before lying and stealing from people who considered him a friend. Whatever... he'll probably come back a bigger dick sucking mother fucker than before.

Some may call this karma, but I call it me having incredible omnipotent dominion over fate itself.
Now if certain people would just spontaneously explode, I may be on to something here.