God fuckin' hates me. Just because I told him that his son was a zombie. He did rise from the dead, so technically, it's true.
Anyways, I'm sure you've all read my whiny post and now I'm going to post an even whinier one.
I had left my car downtown in my friends underground parking lot because I had been drinking. I came back today to pick it up and found the trunk open. Turns out that I had left the passenger window open a crack and someone had broken into Yuki (my car) and stolen my cd's. They had opened my trunk and found only clothes which they didn't take. They also opened my glove box and took my insurence papers out, scattered them around my car and left my faceplate on the passenger seat. I'm assuming it wasn't worth taking or they had forgotten it. I don't care so much about the cd's as most of my music is on my computer and I can burn new ones, I just feel violated.
I do have a funny story to tell though. My friend and I were walking down Cordova st. when this homeless lady came up and asked us for money. We both told her we didn't have any and to go get a job. She muttered back that "it was so much easier to dig through trash cans than ask people for money". so we replied "Well, why don't you go find a trash can then!" I know it sounds mean but I work hard for my money and I don't want to support someones drug or alchohal problem. A few minutes later we see the same homeless lady wheeling this cooler (like an ice cream cooler from 7-11 or something) down cordova. My friend commented that he had run into her last week and she had some story about how her friend lost her teeth and she was trying to raise money to get her friend some new teeth. She then asked my friend if he wanted to buy a condom from her. She apparently had a box of condoms that she was trying to sell on the street. Now who in their right mind would buy a condom off of some crack whore? Craziness!
Anyways. I'm heading out to the two parrots to get drunk because drinking solves everything. If you're out and about, come join me.
Anyways, I'm sure you've all read my whiny post and now I'm going to post an even whinier one.
I had left my car downtown in my friends underground parking lot because I had been drinking. I came back today to pick it up and found the trunk open. Turns out that I had left the passenger window open a crack and someone had broken into Yuki (my car) and stolen my cd's. They had opened my trunk and found only clothes which they didn't take. They also opened my glove box and took my insurence papers out, scattered them around my car and left my faceplate on the passenger seat. I'm assuming it wasn't worth taking or they had forgotten it. I don't care so much about the cd's as most of my music is on my computer and I can burn new ones, I just feel violated.
I do have a funny story to tell though. My friend and I were walking down Cordova st. when this homeless lady came up and asked us for money. We both told her we didn't have any and to go get a job. She muttered back that "it was so much easier to dig through trash cans than ask people for money". so we replied "Well, why don't you go find a trash can then!" I know it sounds mean but I work hard for my money and I don't want to support someones drug or alchohal problem. A few minutes later we see the same homeless lady wheeling this cooler (like an ice cream cooler from 7-11 or something) down cordova. My friend commented that he had run into her last week and she had some story about how her friend lost her teeth and she was trying to raise money to get her friend some new teeth. She then asked my friend if he wanted to buy a condom from her. She apparently had a box of condoms that she was trying to sell on the street. Now who in their right mind would buy a condom off of some crack whore? Craziness!
Anyways. I'm heading out to the two parrots to get drunk because drinking solves everything. If you're out and about, come join me.