Saturday, June 30, 2007
Half a year.
For a minute I thought that having both a dead camera and a dead laptop was annoying enough. Then last night/this morning I'm on my way home around 4 am and some douchebag steals my credit card and some cash from my wallet by literally slicing his way into my back pocket while I was sleeping upright.
Gotta hand it to you, Queens. Just when I thought I had enough to be frustrated about with my increasingly dilapidating technology in full swing, you gotta go ahead and throw me a curve ball with the identity theft. And to think I was actually getting over being the naive sonuvabitch I was, too.
Almost two years in this fuckin' city. I've gotten this far, so let's see if I can manage to pick up all the pieces before this summer ends.
FYI: My music is all on that dead laptop.
I hate making excuses. I should probably start creating entries from the office now, in any case.
Happy Fireworks and Barbecue Day if I don't speak to you beforehand.
Cheers,
Elann
