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Moving to New York.
At our house, pizza is sold for a buck a slice on Mondays.
rough, man
...while duckpin bowling.
I miss it.
Mom's house has looked like this for five years.
Jennifer Holder took this with my camera a little while ago. Don't ask me how she got it or why I kept it.
Our house was broken into yesterday by a very unlucky criminal. Here are the ways she was unlucky:
- I came home just as she was leaving on her bike with two bags of our stuff.
- I recognized one of the bags she was carrying as my suitcase, thus realizing we had just been robbed.
- The cops went all out and had a helicopter and dogs looking for her.
- She ditched my suitcase around the corner from our house. It had the most important and valuable things she had stolen in it, so we got those back.
- She walked right by valuable small things like microphones, a violin, and a camera.
- One of the boxes she went through was full of things to be given to goodwill, from which she took two broken laptops.
- She cut herself pretty badly on the window she broke to get in so the cops got blood samples and fingerprints.
The small pool of blood below the broken window.
Since the suitcase was recovered, it seems she only got away with two broken laptops and a minidisc recorder. So while it was a crazy afternoon for my roommates and me, we were really lucky.
I am hating my camera so much these days. This was the only worthwhile picture from the whole night. But it was a fun night. People seemed to like my set with the Unicorn Horns.
I got some buttons made. You should come to 8 off 8th at Mercy Lounge tonight if you want one.