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.
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Wow, rotten day. It never rains…
this sucks
i’ve had my car stolen and it is a surreal deal
i’m thinking of you both
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…