December 04, 2003 :: 1:23 a.m.
why I never got to the grocery store...
Someone broke into my car tonight while I was at Adam's house. Smashed two windows, ripped the CD player out of the dashboard, and tried to pry open the trunk. It took 3 hours for a police officer to get there. There are currently plastic bags taped over my broken windows, and I can't open the trunk with the key anymore.
What is it about my car? It's a 1986 Toyota, for fuck's sake! As I was saying to Amanda, my car is the High King of No Bling. It doesn't look like there's valuable stuff in it, because hey, there's not. Any yet still, it gets broken into. This makes twice in my meager 4-year driving history.
Fuckers.
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