Can you frickin' believe it??

My car was broken into... again... Saturday night. So I spent this morning putting my car back into the shop and getting a rental car. Unlike last time this happened (in December) it wasn't a quick smash and grab - whoever did it this time completely rifled the car for anything they could use. They even stole my registration and insurance information.

I try not to dwell on it, as I get beyond angry thinking about it. The detachable faceplate of the stereo was in my apartment (not in the car) and it has a security code on top of that, so I get a small amount of pleasure that what was taken is now completely useless to the thief (thieves).

I am considering an official name change to "Charlie Brown".


More to come later.