god damn it
so i am back now in michigan finally....
anyway so 2 days ago i was helping this guy that lived with us for a short while (albert), move out the remainder of his stuff. I got like 5 hour sleep the night before, so it was a bitch to wake up and carry couches and shit and load then onto a trailor. I get all of his shit packed, and then i say good bye.
skip to the evening...
Bobby and i had stayed around the house all day getting shit cleaned up, and we got hungry, so we decided to get some food.
we went to sonic and we drove back to the house. When we were pulling up we noticed the front door was open. I took a better look and realized it was albert peeking out...with his shirt off. We figured he was banging some girl (this guy is fucked up), so we decide to keep driving for a bit and call bobbys dad to ask if he was supposed to be there. He wasnt...
so we get back to the house
my laptop is gone (all of my music that i've been writing)
my portable harddrive is gone (8000 mp3s, all of my pictures from lousiana/home, papers from school, tons of movies)
both of my electric guitars are gone (one was brand new)
my amp is gone
my new digital camera is gone
bobbys speakers are gone
tv is gone
one hole in the wall and a couple hours later we've filed a police report, and its a felony charge of theft, so hopefully they bring him in soon.
I never realized how much of my life was embedded in electronics. I just really miss my guitars, because i was finally getting better. There is no chance of me getting any of this shit back....which SUCKS ASS!
god damn it
anyway i am home in michigan now, so now not only do I have to work to pay off about 2 grand that i spent while in lousiana (waiting for work...which never happened)..but im totally fucked out of all of my stuff.
anyway so 2 days ago i was helping this guy that lived with us for a short while (albert), move out the remainder of his stuff. I got like 5 hour sleep the night before, so it was a bitch to wake up and carry couches and shit and load then onto a trailor. I get all of his shit packed, and then i say good bye.
skip to the evening...
Bobby and i had stayed around the house all day getting shit cleaned up, and we got hungry, so we decided to get some food.
we went to sonic and we drove back to the house. When we were pulling up we noticed the front door was open. I took a better look and realized it was albert peeking out...with his shirt off. We figured he was banging some girl (this guy is fucked up), so we decide to keep driving for a bit and call bobbys dad to ask if he was supposed to be there. He wasnt...
so we get back to the house
my laptop is gone (all of my music that i've been writing)
my portable harddrive is gone (8000 mp3s, all of my pictures from lousiana/home, papers from school, tons of movies)
both of my electric guitars are gone (one was brand new)
my amp is gone
my new digital camera is gone
bobbys speakers are gone
tv is gone
one hole in the wall and a couple hours later we've filed a police report, and its a felony charge of theft, so hopefully they bring him in soon.
I never realized how much of my life was embedded in electronics. I just really miss my guitars, because i was finally getting better. There is no chance of me getting any of this shit back....which SUCKS ASS!
god damn it
anyway i am home in michigan now, so now not only do I have to work to pay off about 2 grand that i spent while in lousiana (waiting for work...which never happened)..but im totally fucked out of all of my stuff.