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This is getting to be a little redundant...
My car got broken into- again. they smashed in the driver's side lock cylinder, so now I have no locking doors. They took my CD player...it probably had a resale value of 20 dollars, but they took it anyway. Didn't even bother to eject my angry german cd either. thankfully, I only keep burned cds in my car so I didn't lose much of anything.
They smashed the lock to the glovebox...which was unlocked to start with...and didn't take anything.
Bunch of savages in my neck of hell.
and by savages I mean niggers.
come to think of it, nobody really had any crime problems until some dark people moved in nearby.
Yes, children, if you lived here, you'd be something of a racist yourselves.
In other news, My rich (first) cousin's wife's brother died last week. Heart problems. at 43. Who has heart problems at 43? in any case, there's been a slight cloud of suck hanging over Ft Paul. But his wife still brought me a beer with lime in it to drink by the pool. I imagine we could somehow find some symbolism in there.
Also, unlike the other 2 people that read my journal from time to time, Mr McClasky had the good manners to call me. Apparently he's been getting the asshole trying to get an apt in orlando, so his folks are just gonna co-sign on a loan for a house. The thing we can all admire about McClasky is, he more or less has to pay (or get some roommates to help pay) for the lot of it. He's been working roughly 30 hours a week since I"ve known him which is a few years. It ain't no fucking free handout like some kids that I've met in my days have been getting.
So, with a little bit of luck, I'll be one of those suckers who gets to infest his house for awhile.
Camaro may get towed home, which means it can wait until I can afford an LS1 motor...which is a good thing
My car got broken into- again. they smashed in the driver's side lock cylinder, so now I have no locking doors. They took my CD player...it probably had a resale value of 20 dollars, but they took it anyway. Didn't even bother to eject my angry german cd either. thankfully, I only keep burned cds in my car so I didn't lose much of anything.
They smashed the lock to the glovebox...which was unlocked to start with...and didn't take anything.
Bunch of savages in my neck of hell.
and by savages I mean niggers.
come to think of it, nobody really had any crime problems until some dark people moved in nearby.
Yes, children, if you lived here, you'd be something of a racist yourselves.
In other news, My rich (first) cousin's wife's brother died last week. Heart problems. at 43. Who has heart problems at 43? in any case, there's been a slight cloud of suck hanging over Ft Paul. But his wife still brought me a beer with lime in it to drink by the pool. I imagine we could somehow find some symbolism in there.
Also, unlike the other 2 people that read my journal from time to time, Mr McClasky had the good manners to call me. Apparently he's been getting the asshole trying to get an apt in orlando, so his folks are just gonna co-sign on a loan for a house. The thing we can all admire about McClasky is, he more or less has to pay (or get some roommates to help pay) for the lot of it. He's been working roughly 30 hours a week since I"ve known him which is a few years. It ain't no fucking free handout like some kids that I've met in my days have been getting.
So, with a little bit of luck, I'll be one of those suckers who gets to infest his house for awhile.
Camaro may get towed home, which means it can wait until I can afford an LS1 motor...which is a good thing