to the person who stole my laptop
you’re a bastard.
as if things didn’t suck enough right now already. you had to go and do this?
i hate you. more than you will ever know.
i can’t afford this right now.
not that it’s ever a good thing when something gets stolen, but this really really hurts.
my whole life was on that laptop. all the pictures i’ve taken on my road trip? yeah. they were on the laptop.
my work? on the laptop.
and i don’t have a backup. because a couple of weeks ago my external hard drive stopped working.
i don’t have the money to replace it either.
of course, to earn that money, i’d need my laptop. not only did you take my memories and my current work, you took my source of income. fuck you.
oh. and you got my wallet. my credit card, my debit card (all canceled within an hour, if you were wondering). my id.
my costco card.
now i can’t even drown my sorrows in a five gallon tub of ice cream…
but those things i can replace. eventually i can replace the laptop… but i can’t replace the data. that’s what hurts the most.
i’d say things couldn’t get any worse, but they’d prob’ly find a way.
i hate you.