What it says in the Title, various rambling, musings and such of one Magnus von Thornwood, Baron Regina and his alter ego (or is the other way around, I get confused about it sometimes), basic boring blog stuff, really are you still reading this? Good for you.
So, here is my first blog and in the Tradition of the Weird, I felt I had to make note of this occasion.
I got hit by the weirdest of burglars today...well last night...actually I don't know. One of the creepy parts of burgs.
I as you might know recently moved. Cool, so far. Well, since I am now closer to my RL work, today I decide to come home and sleep in my own bed with my beloved cat. Oh I am so clever....
Well, I get home to find that someone has been in my apartment with a key, since I am a paranoid freak and lock the crap out of all my places. I mean at first I didn't get it, then, I look for my change jar (for the soda machine at work), it's missing. So where did I put it last night when I did laundry and itraided it for quarters...well let me pick up this V8 bottle....with water in it? Now I don't remember doing that, and then I take that off to the kitchen where I find all my kitchen stuff has been gone through and some one nabbed one of my cans of tuna...it's about now that the freak out begins. I look around...yep all the electronics are here, boxes, a badge (custom for my SLED game) and everything else, except for a can of tuna and my change jar....oh and in the spirit of Goldilocks...yep you guessed it, someone had slept in my bed.
So the cat is fine, and the rest of the stuff is fine, and I think the cop feels I made this shit up, but really, once again life is crazier than can be believed.
Violated, creeped out, mad, happy, all sorts of weird emotions...by the way...criminals suck rocks! So now I have to wait for a friend to come by and watch my place while I go back to work in like six hours and I don't know, just not a good day, but not as bad is could be...trying to convince the manager that this actually occurred might be a royal PITA, I know the cop looked kinda skeptical...I suppose I can't blame him. Oh and they didn't take a crap on my floor (yep it does happen, burglars are not right in the head people really), and left what seems to be everything else I own...just now what the hell do I do for security...oh yes indeed, I work for an alarm company...might have to get them to put one in my house...or something.
Anyway, just had to share that bit of my crazy RL life with you all. Why? *shrugs* Not sure...not quite thinking all that straight right now.
Hopefully next time, I will have more fun stuff to talk about and the creep doesn't come back and get the rest of my stuff.