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[fidgetmonster.livejournal.com]

Someone dug up most of my pansies today. Don't know why they left a few, but they did. To some this might not be a big deal, nor worthy of a post, but I'm really pissed and hurt; moreso than when my tire got slashed last month. In the 5 years I've lived in Davis, this past year has been the worst, crime-wise. I never thought I'd say this, but I can't wait to be done with you, Somerville.

To the flower-stealer, if you're reading this: I hope someone spits on your grave one day. You tresspassed, you stole, you pissed on my favorite hobby, you worsened the neighborhood.

(I'm a nice person who doesn't like to be full of virtriol, so if you put the flowers back, I'll reverse your karmic damage.)

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[gringoddess.livejournal.com]

This happened to the whisky barrels in front of our church a lot last year, on College AVe. I thought about trying to channel someone with infinitely more compassion and virtue than myself and put out free extra flowers for them to take instead of uprooting our marigolds, etc. Thought it might guilt them into leaving ours be. haven't tried it yet, though.