"I don't know where he is. I have no idea and I really don't care. It's not that important. It's not our priority." - George W Bush, on Osama bin Laden in 2002
Thanks to the person who smashed in my window tonight. It's really appreciated at this point and time. Second car window I'll be replacing in 6 months.
zack [email] said at 9:11 PM 07-15-2004: thanks, it's appreciated. I had some really amazing news earlier that day (so amazing that I am waiting until there is a final word on it to announce it), and it was shaping up to be one of those "best days ever!!!" type days.. but then a whole day goes by and i'm totally exhausted and I leave band practice at 3am to find my car window blown out.. I just felt really defeated somehow. I'm starting to feel better about it, but it really took the wind out of my sails.. I have to figure out how to pay for this and a dental oddysey that will be pretty extensive.
myriam [email] said at 9:15 PM 07-15-2004: i'm gearing up for amazing dental adventures too. i'm sorry the window was smashed. since they didn't steal anything mb they were hoping to hotwire it and steal the car itself. i'm glad you didn't lose your car. but i'm sorry you lost a window,
Sesur said at 6:28 PM 07-15-2004: Doesn't it just piss you off? My driver side window has been broken twice in the last year! What did they steal?
It's really frustrating when what they stole doesn't even begin to justify the cost of replacing your window. The first time my car was broken into, all they took was a $5.00 ratchet set I got from the swap meet, my faceplate for my stereo (dumbass didn't take the deck, JUST THE FUCKING FACE!!!), and my kick ass red "Mag" flashlight. The second time, it was my CD holder on my visor. I lost ten damn good CD's. Fuck.
zack [email] said at 7:38 PM 07-15-2004: yeah, there was nothing to take in my car except some clothes and a beach towel. and a bunch of trash. I don't think anything was missing... just like last time.
Woody said at 11:23 PM 07-15-2004: I don't where Zack lives, but in Toronto you might wake up with a new tenant. My brother got in his car one day and noticed the distinct smell of bum (the homeless kind, not the arse kind). Then he realized a blanket had moved from the hatchback to the back seat. That would totally freak me out.
Woody said at 10:48 AM 07-16-2004: Umm, the bum was not actually under the blanket. Sorry, I should have said that. We figure he was gone by 5am and this was a routine he had honed to get some sleep but not get "the Bum's rush" every morning.
Wow, I've never used that phrase refering to an actual bum before!
