So the bastards that broke into my house this past November have struck again. This time, they took off with my precious iMac and my printer.
They smashed my back window, leaving a huge hole for my six kitties to escape through. But luckily, I came home and all my fuzzies were in the house. So I'm very thankful for that.
But still ... they took my freakin' computer! The cops came but couldn't find any finger prints. They didn't find any last time either, so we assume they're using gloves. And the cops (and I) are almost 99.9 percent sure the culprits are my crackhead next-door neighbors. But with no real evidence, there's not much that can be done.
Fortunately, after the November incident, I got renter's insurance. So I should be able to replace my computer. But it still sucks. Bad.
My awesome friends Michelle and Wes came over as soon as I discovered the break-in. And my super-duper awesome parents drove in (they live an hour away from Memphis) immediately. My dad brought one of his extra computers for me to use while I wait for a new one. So I'll still be blogging while I wait! Yea!