Nov 07, 2007 18:29
SO. FUNNY STORY. MY CAR GOT BROKEN INTO. *RAGE RAGE RAGE* I WENT OUT TONIGHT AND BOTH DOORS WERE UNLOCKED AND THE GLOVE COMPARTMENT WAS OPEN. OMGWTFBBQSTABSTABSTAB.
However, I did sort of luck out, in that they were apparently the Lamest Thief Ever and only took my cd's and their holder from the passenger side visor. Still in the car when I got there: the actual cd player, and both my registration and insurance cards. WHAT THE HELL.
And the thing is, I don't so much mind that, because those were all *burned cds*, like, what kind of maroon steals burned cds - BUT IN ADDITION, MY CAR WON'T START.
I don't know if it was something the jackass did, or an entirely unrelated malfunction, but I was supposed to go to Portland tonight to see Ben Lee and Cary Brothers! AND NOW I AM HERE, TYPING ANGRILY. SO, SO ANGRILY.
So tomorrow the police are going to call me and take my report, and I'll see if the problem has magically fixed itself. (When you turn the key, the engine makes tiny little "rrrr, rrrr" noises. I thought maybe it was the battery, but the headlights and cd player both work just fine. Augh.) Maybe it's the starter. Dammit, I was going to go grocery shopping tomorrow, too.
The thing is, I almost never drive my car - the last time I even saw the thing was Sunday afternoon - so who knows when it happened. RAWR.
I CAN HAS BOOZE NAO, I THINKS.
rage,
car,
poor me,
i hate people