Well, the Minneapolis PD did NOT call today to say that my car had been found a couple of blocks from here after having been abandoned by joy-riding kids, so I fear it is on its way to being car parts. Worse, we gave up comprehensive insurance so I get NADA after paying insurance for all those years.
Oh, it just makes me so angry! But I am trying not to think about it, because I can't change what happened and I can't find it and get it back by myself, so I might as well accept that shitty things happen and that I am still alive and healthy and didn't get shot by crackhead asshole car thieves.
B. will probably be home tomorrow. His blood metrics are improving and he looks well.
I was reading, off and on through the night (no thanks to the adreneline rush from crackhead asshole car thieves) one of the source books for the Fifteen Minute Dissertation (see old entries on this topic, sorry I can't find the titles for them right now), which is WAY better than the Dissertation book. It's called Writing without Teachers and it's all about how to use writing to produce better thinking. The usual 10-minute freewrite is a staple, but (for once in the writing self-help category) there is valuable advice about how to use the freewrites to some purpose, to find their inner kernel of meaning and use that to clarify thinking for further writing.
I am not doing a very good job summarizing, and when you just read the book, the whole notion of freewrites sounds kinda hokey, but I have tried it and it really does work.
OH MY GOD! The University police JUST called, and my car has been recovered!!!! The crackhead asshole thieves used a plastic key, and got stopped on one of the crosstown highways. They are so polite out here - the campus cop said, "I'm so sorry we didn't figure out that you were a U staff member earlier, or we would have dropped the car off at your house instead of the impound lot." Isn't that sweet?
I hope that because of the plastic key, the car is in ok shape. I'll have to get a different locking system though (can I get it rekeyed?) so that the same crackhead asshole thieves don't come back and steal it again.
Could I be happier!? And my B is coming home tomorrow!! Good night!!
Posted by otto0114 at August 6, 2004 09:43 PM