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6/11/2000 - Robbed!
Sometimes a weekend will just cascade from bad to worse to indescribably horrific. I woke up early this morning, went down to the basement to get some practice on my music in and found that someone had broken in and stolen a bunch of my stuff. My bike, keyboard, Will's bike, a tv set, and lawn equipment. All gone.
Surprisingly I can't say I'm all that upset. In fact it feels rather liberating. I keep talking about reducing the number of things I own, but I rarely do. Every time I go to throw something out I always talk myself keeping it "Just in case". These thieves and the resultant insurance claim have managed to do what I never would have gotten around to myself. Is that so bad?
I suppose I'm most pissed about losing my "productive" morning. By the time I finished dealing with the police and all such stuff the day is half through. I have gotten NOTHING fucking done all weekend!!!
