I did manage to do some character development today. I started the story maybe a couple of weeks ago when I was drunk, laid out some base stuff for it then, but today I developed the narrator some. He has nine jobs, four of which are criminal, he gives neo-Marxist rants that are heavily saturated with pessimism, and he decides a lot of people deserve to die as he forms a new world. He's also very highly intelligent, and he's going to eventually be killed by his best friend/ally, but the narrator is smart enough that he is able to extract revenge even in death. He's going to kill off televangelist types, corporate executives, and politicians en masse, and cryptic messages will abound. He's also a computer whiz who is also pill head who loves Xanax and Dexedrine.
And now he needs a nemesis. Someone who can't keep his noise out places where it doesn't belong. Someone who is going to die just because killing characters is what I do.