Wednesday, November 3, 2004

   lanstorm/theft of my car
So..let me tell you about lanstorm. Lanstorm is a place i go to get away from the dumb crap in my house between my family. Its a cyber cafe infested with goths, punk rockers, and intellects...with your occasional skitzo. You can get expressos and food there...but thats just to feed all the gamers who come in. There are dozens of custom built desktops for gaming...not only that but they have a big screen tv in the other room for Xbox or to watch 'Family Guy'. Friday nights bands play there from tencho *yuck* to metal *hell yeah...ofcourse i never attend these sessions always get there when they're over because i am after a late night person. One of my favorite things to do at lanstorm is this nice sized table thats is used specifically for a giant sized chess set.

So...last night I was at lanstorm to get away from verbal abuse among other drama my mom and brother were causing. I wish I would've just stayed home or gone to a friends straight from there....anyway. So I grab a romance novel..bleh dont ask...and head out. I arrive and park as usual next to a busy street three blocks away from our local police station and next to city hall (where i go to V. games). It was fairly boring inside since i really didnt feel like mingling as much. I went to the farthest back table in the darkest corner of the gaming room and read for about 20 mins...not feeling it i decided to leave. So i waved to to my friends over my shoulder and went to my car ...so I get in reach for stereo...what?? Air? Look over and glass everywhere...passenger window is in a million pieces. dash board looked like someone through a fucking gernade in it ..only my stereo vanished. i reached to turn on my ceiling light....it was gone...ripped out completely. I saw black for about 10 seconds...my head spun then all i needed a phone fast. I actually ran for once into lanstorm but luckily the owner and two guys were out front. Im such a baby...anyway they called the cops and came with me to my car. The rest was a waste of my time (insurance wouldnt replace a thing)...but i have my case number in the back of my head and a fucking long lasting headache from this shit. Everyone was real nice, stuck around until the cop finally got there after the whole escon'dildo' police force handled a huge gang fight somewhere in the county.

*sigh*

Thank gawd I still got love, because I sure as hell wouldnt be here or as strong as I am without it.

-Me
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