Feb 01, 2007 02:23
FUCK!
Lachlan just came and woke me up. Someone's been in the house tonight and stolen my wallet and Novonde from my handbag, and his Novonde from on top of his backpack.
I've cancelled my credit card and Visa debit, and scanned the box the Novonde came in and printed it out to give to the police when they get here.
I only had $20 in my wallet, but that's not what shits me. I also had my weekly train ticket in there, which I needed for work.
What really freaks me, is that when this happened (between 11pm and 2am), Lachlan was at his computer, with his back to the loungeroom which the burglar would have walked through. I'm so glad they didn't get it in their mind to hurt him or the cats. Lachlan's got these fantastic noise-cancelling headphones, so he didn't hear a thing. I've told him that they are now banned, and I'll just have to learn to put up with his music and computer game noises.
Obviously, the person knew what they were after - the only thing out of place was that one of my handbags was on the floor (the Gucci one, ironically - worth as much as the media players), and they also ignored my Bolle sunnies on the countertop.
They may have looked through the (double-locked) sliding glass door and seen my bags on the kitchen counter. Lachlan says he'd left both of the front doors unlocked, which seems unusual, as he's usually really obsessive about locking up.
Fuck, I'm so freaked out. Moreover, how the hell will I get to work tomorrow?
EDIT: Lachlan's going to go to his ATM and get me some money for a new train ticket, after the police get here or at 4am, whichever comes first.