Jenna's House of Idiosyncrasies Version 10.0 [Focus.]

“Um, Jenna?”

(Not even half awake) “Yeeeah?”

“Phone for you... Someone broke into your car.”

(Suddenly completely alert) “My car? You're fucking kidding me.”

My parking service had called the police and had an officer waiting on the scene when I arrived with Abie.

I walk around to poor, wounded Russo. His driver's side window was busted in. Nothing was even taken. The CD changer was still in the trunk. My glove compartment had been rifled through, but all my paperwork was still there. My one comfort is that the interior lock on the driver's side doesn't work, so whoever was responsible had to lean through the window, all over the broken glass, and hopefully will be finding glass in their clothes for a few weeks.

My roommate Allison's car was also broken into overnight. She parks two lots down, a block away. The officer asked Abie and I if we have any enemies we could think of that would have targeted us.

No, I said. It's just an unhappy coincidence.

If nothing else, I now feel like I've gotten the full urban experience. Yey.

Jenna
     [11:05] to top it all off I now have a mondo headache
     [11:31] make my head stop pounding, won't you?

Neil
     [11:32] biggidy bam.
     [11:32] how is it now?