I suck at life. Seriously.
Most of you know what a lovely time I've had with this little thing called life over the past few months. So I'm sure you will be pleased to know about Tuesday morning (mind you, I hadn't been home since Monday afternoon), when I came home to find that some nice people had decided to enter my home without my knowledge and relieve me of most of my belongings of the electronic variety. That's right, motherfuckers, I got robbed. No television, no DVD player, no stereo, no Gamecube, no nothing. Still have the computer though, which is nice, because I would have lost my shit completely if that was gone. They were also kind enough to relieve me of my beer supply, which had resided in the refrigerator. What could be better than having some assholes take your shit? Being stupid enough to move to Riverwest without getting renter's insurance first.
Damn.
Come offer condolences at the Riverhorse tonight, where I will be drinking away my sorrows. I tried to be witty and interesting, but I'm just too freaked out at the fact that some assholes went through my underwear drawer and refrigerator. I just feel violated, and not in a good way, you know?
Damn.
Come offer condolences at the Riverhorse tonight, where I will be drinking away my sorrows. I tried to be witty and interesting, but I'm just too freaked out at the fact that some assholes went through my underwear drawer and refrigerator. I just feel violated, and not in a good way, you know?