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Some ho stole my recently replaced phone (plus my favorite jacket ever) last night. At Hard Times. Fantastic. The worst part is said phone was in my pants pocket when I got to HT, but then I threw it in my jacket pocket. Set the jacket down on my table, got up to order, came back and no jacket. Went slightly ballistic, nobody saw a thing, except this black woman (who, while I'd been waiting to order, stumbled up to me and offered to sell me percoset) sitting at my table. I fuckin love life lately. No really. It just sucks ass cause I totally know better than to leave valuables unattended. I just didn't think anyone would be so low as to steal a coat which clearly belongs to someone.
fuck all.
fuck all.