Dear Diary/World/Our Friends and Family/whoever stole my shit,
Katie's and my computer was stolen from our home last Saturday, the 8th. Yes, my birthday. I was prepared to write a wonderful little birthday post about how my mom used to plan the best birthdays ever and how I have always had epic parties (and trust me, this year it was epic once again, despite the break-in).
But instead I came home to a home with missing items, an open back window, and an overwhelming sense of hopelessness and violation. Happy 23rd, kids.
Let me reassure everyone that we are safe, no one was home, we have serial numbers for all the important things, and we had all of our doors locked, and our lights on. The window that was opened was at least 10 feet off the ground, so some bitch had to work. We filed a police report, though I doubt much will come of it. At least our cop looked like Bill Hader.
So Katie and I are taking a small hiatus from the blog because...well...despite the fact we don't have access to computers all the time, we are just emotionally exhausted. We are also in the process of trying to make our 1920s home safer. So thanks, Jackass-who-stole-my-stuff. I hope you bought a death needle with the drugs you traded for my 2-month old Mac. Fuck. You.
Thanks, everyone,
Melissa
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