exploded

So, today sucks. I get up, early enough for my 9 o'clock. I get ready, and find out that I've showered too long, and now am late for class. Too late to really get the motivation to go. Then I just sit around with Jessie for a few hours then go to class, take a test, blahblahblah...normal school stuff.

Then, I get ready to go to work. Walk out to my car. Some fuckhole had fucking busted out my passenger window and stolen my radio. I don't care about my radio. I just wish they hadn't broken the window. I guess the good thing is that I was able to get a replacement window for like $37 bucks. Not too bad. I guess that means I'm not seeing Rufus Wainwright next week though.

What is the biggest thing that you've gotten stolen from you?