For those of you who have been following the ongoing adventure of my bizarre life, my fiancee (and fellow capper) Kari and I are living in my car. We had been
living with a swingin' couple with but things turned sour and we've been in the car for a couple months- I work nights and kari goes to school days so
we take turns sleeping in the back. It's not too bad, and there's a (different) swingin' couple that we stay with on my nights off.
However, Monday night added a new wrinkle- some crackhead smashed one of our windows and stole both of our backpacks. They got our digital camera. Kari lost a bunch of text books, her reed case, and almost all of her sheet music (she's a music performance major). Fortunately the music is mostly replacable and they didn't steal her clarinet. I lost my fucking laptop. What does this mean to you? Not much, except that my caption galleries are going to remain unfinished in limbo. I only had seven pages left to post and then the finale, which I was half finished working on. I don't know when I'll feel like finishing up, or even when I'd have the computer time to do that.
Let the Grade-A sympathy commence!
However, Monday night added a new wrinkle- some crackhead smashed one of our windows and stole both of our backpacks. They got our digital camera. Kari lost a bunch of text books, her reed case, and almost all of her sheet music (she's a music performance major). Fortunately the music is mostly replacable and they didn't steal her clarinet. I lost my fucking laptop. What does this mean to you? Not much, except that my caption galleries are going to remain unfinished in limbo. I only had seven pages left to post and then the finale, which I was half finished working on. I don't know when I'll feel like finishing up, or even when I'd have the computer time to do that.
Let the Grade-A sympathy commence!
