Dammit.

[fancycwabs]

Yesterday afternoon Mrs. Cwabs called me up and asked if I'd left the bedroom window open.

Long story short: I no longer have a laptop, and my daughter neither has a laptop nor an iPod.

Comments

[box-of-rocks.livejournal.com]

Oh no, that stinks.

[fastlearner.livejournal.com]

Ye-frickin-ouch. Being robbed sucks in a very specific, weirdly-extra-sucky way.

[oldhubcap.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear you got robbed. That sucks!

[luckimunki.livejournal.com]

STABBITY! FOR THIEVES! IN THE EYE!

[mschilepepper.livejournal.com]

Been there, done that. And it was my fault for leaving my window open, too. :-/

I got extra-special fun points for having to explain to the police officer that the little satin brocade bag, which was lying on my bed, which had previously been in the nightstand, and which had been flung out of said nightstand by the thief who was rifling through it, contained a sex toy belonging to me, and had not been left there by the thief.

[fancycwabs.livejournal.com]

Ah, but the window wasn't open when I left.

[bigbrownhound.livejournal.com]

Crap. I am sorry. That stinks. What did the police say? Ummmm....I don't want to ask what I'm thinking.