dfiant1 Wrote:I hope everything is replaceable and hope you were insured.
Luckily for me I'm poor and don't own cool shit. Ha! Joke's on them!
Here's a list of things that they took:
-Pens (pens?!?!?)
-A jacket (that one hurt)
-A cup full of pennies and nickels I would use for change when I go to the drive thru coffee place in the morning
-A broken glucose meter
-Some glucogel (some cheap emergency medicine for me as a hypoglycemic)
-All my CDs. (all but two of which were fucking burned for fuck's sake. What are they going to do with a bunch of burned musical theatre CDs? The other two were borrowed from a friend. That sucks)
If they had got in the trunk they might've taken my skateboard and tennis racket, so I got lucky there.
So nothing they took was terribly important or irreplaceable, but it is a violating feeling, as Dfiant said. But strangely, I'm not as upset as I probably should be. There's a big part of me that seriously doesn't even give a fuck.
I was kind of asking for it. They got in because two of my window's are broken and can't roll up. It's been that way for four or five years. I'm surprised it actually took this long for someone to break in.