I’m very proud of the title. I love it.
I have no idea why I am blogging this today. Here I am, sitting in utter darkness, all windows shut, locked and curtained. The door is blocked by a 50kg cabinet, the lights outside are on, inside off. If that were a d&d game, I would be an elf, paranoid level 9.
I wish I could hook up the camera (the one remained) and upload some photos, but my linux (which remained) doesn’t like pnp much. I’m getting mysterious here, so I’ll just spell it out. Today, Tuesday the 23rd, my apartment was broken into. The motherfuckers used a heavy stone (20kg imo) to BREAK the door and get inside. When I got home, the laptop was gone, my Canon Powershot and my mother’s Nikon, my Playstation 2 and my sweet sweet ipod 30gb black (with lots of photos and unbacked music.)
Fuckers rot in hell:
1. The laptop has a 30 minutes battery, lets see use that
2. The laptop has two keys pulled out. They are in a matchbox somewhere in this mess. Press the ESC button and get an electric shot. (cat pulled the keys.)
3. They took the ipod and not the elastic case ($2, fuck you!)
4. Took the playstation without the joystick
5. But took the memory card with guitar hero done 28/30 on expert, and GoW2 with fish-costume bonus :’(
6. My mom’s new Nikon with unbacked birthday photos
It’s almost 2am now and I’ve been sitting over 2 hours in bed. Every time the wind blows, I rush to the windows and look for visitors. It’s a shitty feeling and I knew it would come. I’ve had this before, but last time I had a door to support, and only one way in. This time it sucks bad.
A while ago, my friends Roni & Gil dropped by to see how I’m doing. They were missing sleep and still spent a lot of time driving around and bringing me a very delicious plate of sushi. I’m in tears, and I can’t express how important that was for me. Thanks, guys.
Tomorrow is another day. And I will re-start life again. It’s funny how I always say that I should keep a webcam recording, but never write the code to..
Expect photos soon!
Hugs everybody.