It's been a rather depressing few weeks up here in Flint. I have now gained a new hatred for the Flintoids, and this town in general. Two weekends ago I woke up on Sunday morning and went to go take my shower. The bathroom window overlooks the backyard where we park our cars, and mine was missing. It just wasn't there anymore. I ran outside so fast... but there was absolutely no sign of it anywhere. No glass or anything. It just wasn't there.
Needless to say I've been pretty upset and depressed for a while now. You never think about that happening until it does. So here I am a few weeks later, the cops found the car, stripped. And the insurance company is going to be sending me a check to "replace" the loss, they declared it a complete loss.
I got to see the car on Friday, I went down to the impound lot with Mike. It really sucked. The car looks fine outside, but the engine is gone, the newly rebuilt transmission is gone, the wheels are gone, the hood was taken, the column was shredded (that's how they started it), the radio was gone, all my tools in the trunk were taken, my book of cd's was gone. There's a big pit in my stomach too now. I hate this.
So once again I find myself relying on my roommates to get anywhere. I can't stand it. And I can't afford a new car. I'm pissed.