Never before...never again.
As I sit typing here, the small clock on my desk reads 8:44 AM. On any other day, I would have been well on my way to school. Not today. Theft is such a nice thing to wake up too. When all seems ok and you get out the door on time with no worries, only to see a gaping hole in your car, where your stereo used to be. Your $250 stereo. Your $250 stereo that you got for your 18th birthday.
Sept 13th 2004
Sept 13th 2004