Icarus's blog: "Augurs, Martyrs, and Agnostics"

As my status may have indicated in the last couple hours

I got broken into.

And robbed.

Again.

I have to drive to Topeka, take stock, and update the police report.

There's no water up there, nothing to do but stumble through broken or stolen shit.

My parents were in town to turn on my heat to keep the pipes from freezing.

There are stories

anecdotes.

I'm not in the mood to restate them

I just hope my computer is still there.

There's an indication that it might still be there.

So, I'm going to drive my old man to work, drive to Topeka...

wander through my obliterate house again

update

drive back.

... I bet I have to go to the fucking station too.

and then drive back here

and go to work tuesday.

Woo.

And yeah I had the day off anyway.

Still

very

very

very

angry

My grampa's antique 38 might be gone

My hundred+ year old pocket watch might be gone.

My gramma's wedding ring might be gone.

My computer might be gone.

Fucking better not be.

Someone might have mah noodz... err... of me mostly on an old phone.

And I've declared that my active distrust for humanity has shifted to open hostility.