01/30/2006: "Fuckers"

music: TV - Molto Mario
mood: foul

Someone broke into my car and stole my stereo. I went through all the classic stages: denial, anger, depression, and now I'm at acceptance. I decided that whoever took it must have needed it more than I did. I hope their lives start to look up sometime soon.

They could have at least closed my car door, however, so I wouldn't have to call roadside assistance to get my battery jumped this morning.

I should hear from the insurance adjuster within 48 hours. I'm a bit nervous because that stereo was bought at an open box price a few years ago. I have all my receipts and serial numbers and everything, but I'm afraid they're going to fuck me over on this one. I also can't tell if they took my satellite receiver or not because I have no idea where it was installed. My guess is no. It looks like the whole job was completed pretty quickly.

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on Wednesday, February 1st, Jeremy said

That completely sucks. It's almost enough to make you believe in the death penalty. :)

Someone actually stole my piece of shit 89 dodge caravan a couple of years ago. I thought the fact that I drove a shit car protected me from vandalism and theft. Apparently not.