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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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[lissie930.livejournal.com]

That's terrible!
I can't believe that someone would do that! Well, sadly, actually, I can believe it.
I had my wallet stolen out of my bag while I was a job search place. It sucks to be robbed.