what a fucking day.
first day of school, again. replaced oxygen sensor on my car, tried freeon (sp?) to fix the ac problem (but it didn't work), worried a lot about my car in general... until we came home.
kat's car's driver's side window was smashed. her cd player and every cd we owned is gone.
we filed a police report, informed the landlord. tomorrow we'll call the insurance company and the dealership to see how much it's going to cost to replace the window. i think i might be able to re-install the original stereo myself, but i'm not sure how badly the console itself is fucked.
the first question the landlord asked was, "is anybody mad at you?" which i think is really fucking strange. he said it was because none of the other cars were "hit". also, he said he and a neighbor noticed this yesterday. now, given that fact, why was there no phone call received (he has our numbers)? why was there no goddamn note on the door?! fucking christ, the guy's a police officer, if a window in a car is smashed, SOMETHING IS WRONG. he said just after he noticed it, he saw me come outside and put the rent in the box and tried to get my attention and then knocked on the door, but i heard none of this. secondly, he STILL HAD OUR PHONE NUMBERS.
okay, so when we try to think of whether anyone's mad at us, a couple of names come up. namely, laura grant. and she's got reason to be mad at me. but no matter how fucking mad laura grant got, i just don't see this as something she would do. i can't see her stoop that low. the only other person we thought of, and we thought of him before laura, is this random guy named john holmes (not the porn star) that kat met while looking for luxie the night she got pregnant. he came over and hung out with us a little, but he was creepy and so when he asked for our number, we gave him the wrong one. he's come by a couple times since, and he came by this past week. i was getting ready to take a nap and he wanted to smoke a bowl with us. i said no, told him to come back another time, and he got kinda pushy and pissed off. seriously though, i just can't see how something like that would warrant breaking into someone's car.
another clue pointing to the fact that this was probably a malicious act rather than a break-in for fast cash is that all of our cds were in a cd notebook, meaning they had no jewel cases, meaning they can't be sold to a record store. and seriously, i can't think of any petty thief interested in listening to the chicks on speed or bloc party or whatever other obscure bullshit the two of us waste our time on.
motherfuck. i'm mad.
i'm aware that bitching about all of this makes me seem petty, greedy, selfish, materialistic, etc., and i don't care. between the two of us, we probably had thousands of dollars worth of cds. especially if you think of the imports and shit like rasputina's how we quit the forest, which itself is like $130 right now and unavailable. aside from all their financial worth, you know, with all the shit we don't have, we DID have a pretty nice music collection. and it was important to us, it made us feel better when we were upset. and it's all gone. and for me, this is the second fucking time this has happened. that thief better not goddamn be swedish.
aside from all that, though, what really bugs me is that if this crazy porn star wannabe creepy fuck is pissed at us badly enough that he broke into our car, is he going to hurt us? i've had this irrational fear of having my house broken into and being killed since i was a kid. actually, it's probably not all that irrational given that i grew up with a raving crack addict who stole anything and everything he could get his hands on AND that my mother was raped when i was like seven. regardless, i don't like having to fear being in my own fucking house. and you know, i don't think there's a thing i can do about it.
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i've had a few requests for a list of cds from people who were willing to burn whatever they could to help us get close to what we had until we could buy them all back. this is by no means complete, it's just what we could come up with using our heads, amazon, and the few jewel cases we do have. anything we've burned in the past week or so and anything in heavy rotation was in my car, so some of our stuff was saved. if anyone's willing to contribute, let me know.
amos, tori - little earthquakes
amos, tori - under the pink
amos, tori - boys for pele
amos, tori - from the choirgirl hotel
amos, tori - to venus and back
amos, tori - strange little girls
amos, tori - scarlet's walk
amos, tori - tales of a librarian
amos, tori - the beekeeper
apple, fiona - tidal
apple, fiona - when the pawn...
the arcade fire - funeral
badly drawn boy - one plus one is one
bauhaus - crackle
bauhaus - in the flat field
beck - odelay
beck - mellow gold
beck - sea change
belle and sebastian - boy with the arab strap
bif naked - i bificus
bjork - debut
bjork - vespertine
bloc party - silent alarm
the bloodhound gang - one fierce beer coaster
bowie, david - greatest hits
bright eyes - lifted or the story is in the soil
carey, edie - call me home
carey, edie - come close (the live photo album)
the cars - greatest hits
chicks on speed - 99 cents
chicks on speed - will save us all
chicks on speed - re-releases of the unreleases
the counting crows - august and everything after
the cure - bloodflowers
the cure - galore
the cure - greatest hits
the cure - the cure
day, howie - australia
death cab for cutie - transatlanticism
death cab for cutie - the photo album
depeche mode - exciter
dido - no angel
difranco, ani - dilate
difranco, ani - little plastic castles
difranco, ani - living in clip
difranco, ani - not a pretty girl
difranco, ani - to the teeth
eminem - the eminem show
evanescence - fallen
even in blackouts - not sure of the album name
ferrick, melissa - the other side
ferrick, melissa - valentine heartache
frou frou - details
fuel - sunburn
gahan, dave - paper monsters
garbage - garbage
garbage - version 2.0
darden state - soundtrack
the gin blossoms - new miserable experience
haujobb - ninety-nine
heaton, anne - black notebook
heap, imogen - i, megaphone
hole - pretty on the inside
hole - live through this
hole - celebrity skin
interpol - turn on the bright lights
jewel - pieces of you
jewel - spirit
jewel - this way
julie ruin - julie ruin
jurassic 5 - jurassic 5 ep
keane - hopes and fears
ladytron - light & magic
le tigre - le tigre
love, courtney - america's sweetheart
massive attack - protection
mccormick, megan - runaway
mclachlan, sarah - afterglow
mclachlan, sarah - surfacing
the microphones - glow 2
mirah - c'mon miracle
modest mouse - good news for people who love bad news
morrissey - the best of morrissey
muse - absolution
nathanson, matt - beneath these fireworks
nine inch nails - the fragile
peaches - teaches of peaches
pedro the lion - achilles heel
a perfect circle - mer de noms
pink floyd - the wall
the pixies - surfer rosa
placebo - placebo
placebo - without you i'm nothing
placebo - black market music
placebo - sleeping with ghosts
placebo - once more with feeling: singles 96-04
poe - haunted
poe - hello
portishead - dummy
portishead - portishead
the postal service - give up
radiohead - i might be wrong: live recordings
radiohead - kid a
radiohead - ok computer
radiohead - the bends
rasputina - how we quit the forest
rasputina - thanks for the ether
the raveonettes - whip it on
the reindeer section - y'all get scared now, ya hear?
rilo kiley - take offs and landings
the royal tenenbaums - soundtrack
shakira - laundry service
the shins - chutes too narrow
the shins - oh, inverted world
the sisters of mercy - vol. 1 greatest hits
the smashing pumpkins - machina
the smashing pumpkins - siamese dream
the smiths - louder than bombs
smith, elliot - from a basement on the hill
snow patrol - final straw
spears, britney - in the zone
spears, britney - britney
spektor, regina - soviet kitsch
stabbing westward - darkest days
stabbing westward - stabbing westward
stabbing westward - ungod
stabbing westward - wither, blister, burn and peel
star, mazzy - so tonight that i might see
tegan and sara - if it was you
tegan and sara - so jealous
tegan and sara - this business of art
tool - aenema
tool - lateralus
train - drops of jupiter
twain, shania - come on over
twain, shania - the woman in me
stellastarr* - stellastarr*
velvet goldmine - soundtrack
veruca salt - eight arms to hold you
veruca salt - american thighs
veruca salt - resolver
wainwright, rufus - poses
wilco - yankee foxtrot hotel
wilco - a ghost is born
the yeah yeah yeahs - fever to tell
zero 7 - simple things
zwan - mary star of the sea
first day of school, again. replaced oxygen sensor on my car, tried freeon (sp?) to fix the ac problem (but it didn't work), worried a lot about my car in general... until we came home.
kat's car's driver's side window was smashed. her cd player and every cd we owned is gone.
we filed a police report, informed the landlord. tomorrow we'll call the insurance company and the dealership to see how much it's going to cost to replace the window. i think i might be able to re-install the original stereo myself, but i'm not sure how badly the console itself is fucked.
the first question the landlord asked was, "is anybody mad at you?" which i think is really fucking strange. he said it was because none of the other cars were "hit". also, he said he and a neighbor noticed this yesterday. now, given that fact, why was there no phone call received (he has our numbers)? why was there no goddamn note on the door?! fucking christ, the guy's a police officer, if a window in a car is smashed, SOMETHING IS WRONG. he said just after he noticed it, he saw me come outside and put the rent in the box and tried to get my attention and then knocked on the door, but i heard none of this. secondly, he STILL HAD OUR PHONE NUMBERS.
okay, so when we try to think of whether anyone's mad at us, a couple of names come up. namely, laura grant. and she's got reason to be mad at me. but no matter how fucking mad laura grant got, i just don't see this as something she would do. i can't see her stoop that low. the only other person we thought of, and we thought of him before laura, is this random guy named john holmes (not the porn star) that kat met while looking for luxie the night she got pregnant. he came over and hung out with us a little, but he was creepy and so when he asked for our number, we gave him the wrong one. he's come by a couple times since, and he came by this past week. i was getting ready to take a nap and he wanted to smoke a bowl with us. i said no, told him to come back another time, and he got kinda pushy and pissed off. seriously though, i just can't see how something like that would warrant breaking into someone's car.
another clue pointing to the fact that this was probably a malicious act rather than a break-in for fast cash is that all of our cds were in a cd notebook, meaning they had no jewel cases, meaning they can't be sold to a record store. and seriously, i can't think of any petty thief interested in listening to the chicks on speed or bloc party or whatever other obscure bullshit the two of us waste our time on.
motherfuck. i'm mad.
i'm aware that bitching about all of this makes me seem petty, greedy, selfish, materialistic, etc., and i don't care. between the two of us, we probably had thousands of dollars worth of cds. especially if you think of the imports and shit like rasputina's how we quit the forest, which itself is like $130 right now and unavailable. aside from all their financial worth, you know, with all the shit we don't have, we DID have a pretty nice music collection. and it was important to us, it made us feel better when we were upset. and it's all gone. and for me, this is the second fucking time this has happened. that thief better not goddamn be swedish.
aside from all that, though, what really bugs me is that if this crazy porn star wannabe creepy fuck is pissed at us badly enough that he broke into our car, is he going to hurt us? i've had this irrational fear of having my house broken into and being killed since i was a kid. actually, it's probably not all that irrational given that i grew up with a raving crack addict who stole anything and everything he could get his hands on AND that my mother was raped when i was like seven. regardless, i don't like having to fear being in my own fucking house. and you know, i don't think there's a thing i can do about it.
----
i've had a few requests for a list of cds from people who were willing to burn whatever they could to help us get close to what we had until we could buy them all back. this is by no means complete, it's just what we could come up with using our heads, amazon, and the few jewel cases we do have. anything we've burned in the past week or so and anything in heavy rotation was in my car, so some of our stuff was saved. if anyone's willing to contribute, let me know.
amos, tori - little earthquakes
amos, tori - under the pink
amos, tori - boys for pele
amos, tori - from the choirgirl hotel
amos, tori - to venus and back
amos, tori - strange little girls
amos, tori - scarlet's walk
amos, tori - tales of a librarian
amos, tori - the beekeeper
apple, fiona - tidal
apple, fiona - when the pawn...
the arcade fire - funeral
badly drawn boy - one plus one is one
bauhaus - crackle
bauhaus - in the flat field
beck - odelay
beck - mellow gold
beck - sea change
belle and sebastian - boy with the arab strap
bif naked - i bificus
bjork - debut
bjork - vespertine
bloc party - silent alarm
the bloodhound gang - one fierce beer coaster
bowie, david - greatest hits
bright eyes - lifted or the story is in the soil
carey, edie - call me home
carey, edie - come close (the live photo album)
the cars - greatest hits
chicks on speed - 99 cents
chicks on speed - will save us all
chicks on speed - re-releases of the unreleases
the counting crows - august and everything after
the cure - bloodflowers
the cure - galore
the cure - greatest hits
the cure - the cure
day, howie - australia
death cab for cutie - transatlanticism
death cab for cutie - the photo album
depeche mode - exciter
dido - no angel
difranco, ani - dilate
difranco, ani - little plastic castles
difranco, ani - living in clip
difranco, ani - not a pretty girl
difranco, ani - to the teeth
eminem - the eminem show
evanescence - fallen
even in blackouts - not sure of the album name
ferrick, melissa - the other side
ferrick, melissa - valentine heartache
frou frou - details
fuel - sunburn
gahan, dave - paper monsters
garbage - garbage
garbage - version 2.0
darden state - soundtrack
the gin blossoms - new miserable experience
haujobb - ninety-nine
heaton, anne - black notebook
heap, imogen - i, megaphone
hole - pretty on the inside
hole - live through this
hole - celebrity skin
interpol - turn on the bright lights
jewel - pieces of you
jewel - spirit
jewel - this way
julie ruin - julie ruin
jurassic 5 - jurassic 5 ep
keane - hopes and fears
ladytron - light & magic
le tigre - le tigre
love, courtney - america's sweetheart
massive attack - protection
mccormick, megan - runaway
mclachlan, sarah - afterglow
mclachlan, sarah - surfacing
the microphones - glow 2
mirah - c'mon miracle
modest mouse - good news for people who love bad news
morrissey - the best of morrissey
muse - absolution
nathanson, matt - beneath these fireworks
nine inch nails - the fragile
peaches - teaches of peaches
pedro the lion - achilles heel
a perfect circle - mer de noms
pink floyd - the wall
the pixies - surfer rosa
placebo - placebo
placebo - without you i'm nothing
placebo - black market music
placebo - sleeping with ghosts
placebo - once more with feeling: singles 96-04
poe - haunted
poe - hello
portishead - dummy
portishead - portishead
the postal service - give up
radiohead - i might be wrong: live recordings
radiohead - kid a
radiohead - ok computer
radiohead - the bends
rasputina - how we quit the forest
rasputina - thanks for the ether
the raveonettes - whip it on
the reindeer section - y'all get scared now, ya hear?
rilo kiley - take offs and landings
the royal tenenbaums - soundtrack
shakira - laundry service
the shins - chutes too narrow
the shins - oh, inverted world
the sisters of mercy - vol. 1 greatest hits
the smashing pumpkins - machina
the smashing pumpkins - siamese dream
the smiths - louder than bombs
smith, elliot - from a basement on the hill
snow patrol - final straw
spears, britney - in the zone
spears, britney - britney
spektor, regina - soviet kitsch
stabbing westward - darkest days
stabbing westward - stabbing westward
stabbing westward - ungod
stabbing westward - wither, blister, burn and peel
star, mazzy - so tonight that i might see
tegan and sara - if it was you
tegan and sara - so jealous
tegan and sara - this business of art
tool - aenema
tool - lateralus
train - drops of jupiter
twain, shania - come on over
twain, shania - the woman in me
stellastarr* - stellastarr*
velvet goldmine - soundtrack
veruca salt - eight arms to hold you
veruca salt - american thighs
veruca salt - resolver
wainwright, rufus - poses
wilco - yankee foxtrot hotel
wilco - a ghost is born
the yeah yeah yeahs - fever to tell
zero 7 - simple things
zwan - mary star of the sea
aj_paradiselost:
Fucking Christ babe, that sucks, but I am in no way a stranger to that bullshit. My best girl Kelly had most of her CDs ripped off. She kept them in her car. The first thing you want to do is call a place nearby that will purchased used CDs. Let them fucking know that if someone comes in trying to sell them to take their name and thier info, preferably from a driver's license or some valid form of ID. It is bullshit when that happens cause most of the time you want to cut some fuckers head off but the police only dust for prints if you make more than 100, 000 thousand dollars a year. Chances are its some asshole who has been arrested before, but are they going to take the time to find out? Fuck no. And no, no one is going to hurt you babe, this was the extent of the assholes violence. If he were going to harm you that would have been the first move, not the second. If you think you know the shithead who did this then he won't attempt a chance at further injury just cause he thinks he got away with this shit. My best girl Kelly has been robbed twice but in time I have replaced most of what was stolen from her car. It is like gift giving all over again. I just put the burned CDs back in the original cases cause if you think about it, who cares what the actual CDs looked like? Take care babe,...........L8er...........Aj
koga:
I'm not mad at you, so cross me off the list 