Fuck. I got robbed today.
My gym locker was broken into, and someone is the proud new owner of both my credit cards and my new iPod Touch. I sure hope you're proud of yourself. The police are on their way to my house right now - we know that you've charged one of the cards, and yeah, they're coming for you.
And the best part about this story, the real winner? The store that he decided to visit, to purchase something with my money? A Wal-Mart in Scarborough, where he rang up two $400 gift certificates. Pretty pathetic for a grown man, to want to steal someone's mp3 player just for what, a cheap thrill?
I came home really upset, but, I have a great weekend lined up, and I have a glass of old Rheingau riesling in my hand. Sipping on gold nectar, and reminded that if humans are capable of producing these stunning wines out of rock and gnarly vine, then people must still be good. Generally speaking.
And it just keeps on getting better. This imbecile not only made a beeline for Wal-Mart, he also charged $800 at Le Chateau. You have great taste. Why not drop by the food court for fried chicken and a coke while you were at it?