Apparently ’tis the season for dirty-ass motherfucking thieves, because my house was broken into a few weeks ago. In broad daylight. I was only gone for 2 hours, jackasses!
So. It could’ve been much worse – they got my checkbook and my laptop and my jewelry. Goddamn tweakers will be in for a shock when they figure out most of it’s from Target.
Blah blah Son of God has risen.
Lackadaisical Catholic checking in.
I celebrated by attending services at St. Mattress, shopping for overpriced hippie food at Whole Foods, doing some freelance writing work, and wasting time on the interwebs.
repost from my old blog
Ah, the groundhog has seen his shadow. Six more weeks of winter.
Of course, the real test is March 23. If the Pope sees his shadow, we get six more weeks of Lent. That always sucks.
