You know that bike I bought like a week ago or whatever. Yeah, it's gone now. It was there last night, sitting right outside my door, and now it's not there anymore. Yes, obviously I should have had it locked up, I am the fucking retard in this situation (although not the asshole, no, that would be the fuckstick who stole my fucking bike), however I didn't worry about it because my apartment has six other units, all facing the same direction, plenty of light on the sidewalk, and sits well of the street (which has no traffic and is practically a dead end) and is also on a hill and behind many trees. What I'm saying is that it wouldn't be logical for some thief to even wander around the area of my apartment because it would seem to risky, and everyone in the building has tons of stuff out in front of their respective apartments, furniture, barbeques, shit like that, so I just didn't worry about it. I'm just mad I blew the money on the fucking thing only to have it disappear shortly afterword, even if it was only $65 or so. And I guess I'm a little pissed to find out that there are malcontents wandering around my building in the middle of the night.

Christ, I'm kind of unhappy lately.