two misplaced cars

FunkyPlaid’s car was stolen today.  When we went to my car to drive to the police station to file the report, we discovered that mine had been towed, from what we can only guess must have been a half-inch in the red paint next to someone’s driveway.  My eloquence has been squelched by the sacrifice of our one day off together all week, but he remains as compelling a writer as ever.

Tomorrow I hope to be as generous and wise as he is right now.

About Halsted M. Bernard

Halsted, a/k/a cygnoir, does stuff with words. Her favourite things to do with words are keeping this diary, writing stories, and organising information. She lives in Edinburgh with her husband, two cats, a few gadgets, several fountain pens, and many books.

Posted on 22 Jun 2008 in Diary
  • Ned

    Wow, rotten day. It never rains…

  • j david

    this sucks

    i’ve had my car stolen and it is a surreal deal

    i’m thinking of you both

  • Peter Orvetti

    In D.C. we have this thing called “courtesy towing”, where the city kindly moves one’s car several blocks without notification. I suppose it is better than heading out to an impound lot to pay a fee, but still…