Someone smashed a window to the car while I was in a store on 39th st. I was in the little parking lot behind some stores. They didn't get anything of value except my mp3 player. Well, of value to anyone else. They got my gratitude journal and my bag of rocks that I have collected, my new lipstick and two magazines that I haven't read yet. I had my cellphone and money in my small purse with me. Mostly they stole my good mood. At least that I will eventually get back.
bleah to people who do this stuff. I hope they cut themselves on the window glass.
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That sucks.
Agree with you about Karma but i don't know if I want them cutting themselves because there's no way I want to think about cleaning someone else's blood off my car.
I basically never leave anything that could look even remotely valuable in my car. But people will break in regardless I suppose at some point.
And let's hope they cut a main vein or artery.
UHG! That sure is a mood killer. Sorry, hon!
*HUGS*
Well, that sucks! Sorry!
Total bummer :(
All through the day "I, Me, Mine, I, Me, Mine" all through the night "I, Me, Mine, I, Me Mine".
My this, My that.
Where was your good sense to not leave stuff available to thieves?
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