Curses!

This IS a disaster!

So, I had a stressful day at work today (relatively speaking - a bad day at the office is still better than the trials that a lot of people face every day). I was REALLY looking forward to the peace and quiet of home.

When I put my things down on the kitchen counter, I noticed the air in my house smelled fresher than it ought to. What? My back door is open! ARGH! The window is smashed!!!

I'VE BEEN RANSACKED AND ROBBED!!!!


Well, a little ransacked, at any rate.

Someone broke into my house today and stole my iPod and speakers. But here's the worst part: I had been saving my loose change for another tank, and had about $300 in rolled coins in a dresser drawer, truly calling out to be deposited in the bank, GONE! Gone, gone, GONE!

It's a rampant problem in my neighborhood, actually, and I had been expecting this for while. I've been seriously thinking of leaving a bowl of change out on the back porch.

BUT MY KILT MONEY?????


WHY? WHY? WHY????!!!!


Rex.