I got broken into the other day. I had things I was going to type here, but I guess now I'll just write about being burgled.
I came home late and found my front door(s) open. Scary. Place was a mess. Most of my important stuff was NOT gone, oddly (and blessedly) enough, although with more time, I have noticed more stuff missing. One nice bit of guitar gear that I had listed in the list-your-gear thread in the musicians group. My cheap digicam. Two suits I rarely wear, in their suitbags!
Strange.
Thing is, I've been cat-minding this week. I was most terrified that the cat would have bolted out the door and then been completely lost in a new neighbourhood. But he poked his head out from under my bed to ask me "Have the bad people gone yet?" He's been quite the scaredy cat since.
Meantime, my girlfriend and I have been having a haiku competition. Hers are better than mine but she won't let me post them here. So here's one I just sent her.
Haikus challenge me
Sly syllable adjustment
There! I made it fit!
I came home late and found my front door(s) open. Scary. Place was a mess. Most of my important stuff was NOT gone, oddly (and blessedly) enough, although with more time, I have noticed more stuff missing. One nice bit of guitar gear that I had listed in the list-your-gear thread in the musicians group. My cheap digicam. Two suits I rarely wear, in their suitbags!
Strange.
Thing is, I've been cat-minding this week. I was most terrified that the cat would have bolted out the door and then been completely lost in a new neighbourhood. But he poked his head out from under my bed to ask me "Have the bad people gone yet?" He's been quite the scaredy cat since.
Meantime, my girlfriend and I have been having a haiku competition. Hers are better than mine but she won't let me post them here. So here's one I just sent her.
Haikus challenge me
Sly syllable adjustment
There! I made it fit!
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the burgalry business is certainly not something to
smile abt...happened to me a while ago...and i could not
get rid of disturbing images of some stranger ripping
through my stuff. like you needed a reminder. sorry to
hear...
bytheway i made my first timid journal entry...