oh yea, cause i'm dumb, i'll put this up again...
Alright, so I realized last night that sitting around wishing, hoping, praying, aching, and craving my cd's is not going to bring them back to me.
So I guess I'll have to resort to real-life here.
Stealing someone's music is a low fucking thing to do, and I would gladly shit all over the person who did it...but I must comply sanely.
Now most likely whoever the hell stole them has absolutely no connection with anyone, and it's even less-likely that they read my Livejournal. BUT anywho. Just in-case anyone has any idea, any information..or maybe the CD's themself...here's a little description:
There was one hard-plastic (about) 24/30 cd holder thing, it was transparent/dark green. It held all my hard cased cd's such as weezer, sting, loreena mkennit, tenacious d, john digweed and much much more..let's just say you'd know it if you saw it.
There was a small zippered cd case/booklet thing, with 15 burned cd's in them. They were all the NIN halos, and sitting in there also was the real Fragile: Left and Right (hard case). There is a note in the back from delane to me. The case was a light blue, with a Nine Inch Nails sticker on the front.
And then last, but insanely not least: My black zippered, cd case. It was two high, and held about 80/90 cds. Every cd in this case was burned. This was the biggest loss to me because almost every one is lost to my own memory. I have no idea how many i had, and what music was on there. All i get are little tid bits to pop up here and there in memories and thought streams. There were several cds titled with colors "red mix" "blue mix" "black mix" all from my times with michelle newman, good times :D. Then there are several more with random names such as "the first" "love" "john's mix" ..those all made by me at random points in my life, sadly enough i could have retrieved those mixes because they were all saved on this computer...BUT the fucking harddrive crashed and i lost all of that music. Those mixes mean alot because they like, show little parts of my life and my music interest at the time. There were a couple with (most likely) green handwriting on the top. One is titled 'john's disco bisquet" and the other "scape" both of john's first mixes, one's he doesnt have other copies of. THere are several more, that mean a whole fucking lot to me because they were my first tastes of electronica and hold many a dear memory in my heart because of the old songs contained on them. Vnv Nation, Janna's Mix, Janna's Super Mix, a cd with writing all over the top...ect ect. There were also two from alicia andree to me, with great good time songs on them.
All of these dear little things were brutally stolen out of my car back in july. My parents were leaving the next day for vacation. I had come to my house that night, parked my car in the driveway, and as i was stepping out to go get in john's car...i had the quickest, most ironic thought: "lock it? nah..it never matters.." So i left my driver's side door unlocked, at midnight, i walked away from my car, and got into john's. We went to his house (which was at the time, still back at delane's) and i spent the night till 5am. John took me home, dropped me at the top of my drive way, and i walked down to my house in the sweet early summer dawn. I went to bed, got up that morning about 11 am. There were two men painting the interior of our house that week, and they stayed until 5pm. By that time, the family was off on vacation, and it was just me kate and john at the house. I went out in the driveway with the intent of cleaning my car, i hopped in her, and backed her up near the garage to wash her. I began to empty all the crap out of her, and quietly realized that the tape jack was still in the tape deck, but the wire was ripped off of it...and the portable cd player was no where to be found. i brushed it off thinking that i must have accidentally ripped it out the night before driving the little kids around. But then i thought "hmm..i was listening to music the whole night last night, and i was listening to it in my car when i parked it at midnight last night...wtf??" But yea, so i kinda didnt think about it..i went on cleaning for a little longer...it was a beautiful day..warm..peacefull...familieless.:D...and then i realized, standing next to my dear old car, that i had never taken out my cd cases, and they were a pretty big establishment in my car..so i should have noticed. that is when the panic sunk in...they were gone. I ran into the house, yelling at john and kate "did you guys borrow my cd's?!?" in vain...they said no...and my breaking down ensued. We called the cops, one guy came over and i filled out a report...and he said it was coincidental i had called because supposedly alot of weird car theft shit had happened the night before. all of them hadnt been actually break ins, just calm opening of the doors..but it had all happened not so close to where i lived, he said i was the farthest case away yet.
i dont know if he was bullshitting me to make me feel better or it was truth. but whatever...
my facts i have gathered :
*the cd player was attached to the tape deck because the tape thingy had a wire coming out of it, connecting to it...the wire had been obviously ripped out in a hurry.
*all my cd's were all over the place...someone had to have time to calmly look for them...OR as i reasoned..they already knew what they were looking for.
*what is the motive behind stealing a case of burned cd's? what retail value would that have?
*my driveway is long, dark and secluded. now i ask myself..would that encourage theft because it's so safely hidden? or discourage it? it's so hard to get out of, and get down there??
*me and alicia wonder, because all of her cars are usually unlocked, and all the stuff in her driveway..and her house is RIGHT on the street, before mine is even in view...why would someone pass that up?
*why would some crook go all the way to talbot, all the way down my driveway, and go for the old white junker with a bunch of crap on the bumper? when there's a nice, unlocked pickup sitting right there? and a nice pontiac?
I reason alot of those things, along with my father's suspicion, that someone came down there, knowing what they were looking for.
My absolute belief, is that the music was stolen because someone may have had an idea about the emotional and mental value i have for it.
i dont know, you may be out there you surely bastard...reading and laughing at this entry..thinking how incrediblly stupid, and in vain this entry is. how i am so off the point, or maybe i am dead on..
but i dont care.
all i ask is someone please..
pelase...
give my music back...
i miss it terribly...
yea.
oh yea. there's a 200$ reward for the return of it. all of it.
serious.
So I guess I'll have to resort to real-life here.
Stealing someone's music is a low fucking thing to do, and I would gladly shit all over the person who did it...but I must comply sanely.
Now most likely whoever the hell stole them has absolutely no connection with anyone, and it's even less-likely that they read my Livejournal. BUT anywho. Just in-case anyone has any idea, any information..or maybe the CD's themself...here's a little description:
There was one hard-plastic (about) 24/30 cd holder thing, it was transparent/dark green. It held all my hard cased cd's such as weezer, sting, loreena mkennit, tenacious d, john digweed and much much more..let's just say you'd know it if you saw it.
There was a small zippered cd case/booklet thing, with 15 burned cd's in them. They were all the NIN halos, and sitting in there also was the real Fragile: Left and Right (hard case). There is a note in the back from delane to me. The case was a light blue, with a Nine Inch Nails sticker on the front.
And then last, but insanely not least: My black zippered, cd case. It was two high, and held about 80/90 cds. Every cd in this case was burned. This was the biggest loss to me because almost every one is lost to my own memory. I have no idea how many i had, and what music was on there. All i get are little tid bits to pop up here and there in memories and thought streams. There were several cds titled with colors "red mix" "blue mix" "black mix" all from my times with michelle newman, good times :D. Then there are several more with random names such as "the first" "love" "john's mix" ..those all made by me at random points in my life, sadly enough i could have retrieved those mixes because they were all saved on this computer...BUT the fucking harddrive crashed and i lost all of that music. Those mixes mean alot because they like, show little parts of my life and my music interest at the time. There were a couple with (most likely) green handwriting on the top. One is titled 'john's disco bisquet" and the other "scape" both of john's first mixes, one's he doesnt have other copies of. THere are several more, that mean a whole fucking lot to me because they were my first tastes of electronica and hold many a dear memory in my heart because of the old songs contained on them. Vnv Nation, Janna's Mix, Janna's Super Mix, a cd with writing all over the top...ect ect. There were also two from alicia andree to me, with great good time songs on them.
All of these dear little things were brutally stolen out of my car back in july. My parents were leaving the next day for vacation. I had come to my house that night, parked my car in the driveway, and as i was stepping out to go get in john's car...i had the quickest, most ironic thought: "lock it? nah..it never matters.." So i left my driver's side door unlocked, at midnight, i walked away from my car, and got into john's. We went to his house (which was at the time, still back at delane's) and i spent the night till 5am. John took me home, dropped me at the top of my drive way, and i walked down to my house in the sweet early summer dawn. I went to bed, got up that morning about 11 am. There were two men painting the interior of our house that week, and they stayed until 5pm. By that time, the family was off on vacation, and it was just me kate and john at the house. I went out in the driveway with the intent of cleaning my car, i hopped in her, and backed her up near the garage to wash her. I began to empty all the crap out of her, and quietly realized that the tape jack was still in the tape deck, but the wire was ripped off of it...and the portable cd player was no where to be found. i brushed it off thinking that i must have accidentally ripped it out the night before driving the little kids around. But then i thought "hmm..i was listening to music the whole night last night, and i was listening to it in my car when i parked it at midnight last night...wtf??" But yea, so i kinda didnt think about it..i went on cleaning for a little longer...it was a beautiful day..warm..peacefull...familieless.:D...and then i realized, standing next to my dear old car, that i had never taken out my cd cases, and they were a pretty big establishment in my car..so i should have noticed. that is when the panic sunk in...they were gone. I ran into the house, yelling at john and kate "did you guys borrow my cd's?!?" in vain...they said no...and my breaking down ensued. We called the cops, one guy came over and i filled out a report...and he said it was coincidental i had called because supposedly alot of weird car theft shit had happened the night before. all of them hadnt been actually break ins, just calm opening of the doors..but it had all happened not so close to where i lived, he said i was the farthest case away yet.
i dont know if he was bullshitting me to make me feel better or it was truth. but whatever...
my facts i have gathered :
*the cd player was attached to the tape deck because the tape thingy had a wire coming out of it, connecting to it...the wire had been obviously ripped out in a hurry.
*all my cd's were all over the place...someone had to have time to calmly look for them...OR as i reasoned..they already knew what they were looking for.
*what is the motive behind stealing a case of burned cd's? what retail value would that have?
*my driveway is long, dark and secluded. now i ask myself..would that encourage theft because it's so safely hidden? or discourage it? it's so hard to get out of, and get down there??
*me and alicia wonder, because all of her cars are usually unlocked, and all the stuff in her driveway..and her house is RIGHT on the street, before mine is even in view...why would someone pass that up?
*why would some crook go all the way to talbot, all the way down my driveway, and go for the old white junker with a bunch of crap on the bumper? when there's a nice, unlocked pickup sitting right there? and a nice pontiac?
I reason alot of those things, along with my father's suspicion, that someone came down there, knowing what they were looking for.
My absolute belief, is that the music was stolen because someone may have had an idea about the emotional and mental value i have for it.
i dont know, you may be out there you surely bastard...reading and laughing at this entry..thinking how incrediblly stupid, and in vain this entry is. how i am so off the point, or maybe i am dead on..
but i dont care.
all i ask is someone please..
pelase...
give my music back...
i miss it terribly...
yea.
oh yea. there's a 200$ reward for the return of it. all of it.
serious.