The Two Worst Letters In The Alphabet: B & E

I came home from the hospital today after interviewing a lovely patient. You know, a very nice middle aged woman who could describe an illness amazingly well, and who didn't answer the question of "where is your abdominal pain?" with the words "I had two barn fires back in 1974..."

So when I reached my door, I noticed that it wasn't closed all the way. It was extremely strange since there really isn't anything that can prevent this heavy steel door from closing. Until I noticed the dent and scrapes beside the lock. And the jagged piece of metal stopping the door from latching shut. And the missing deadbolt that I'm sure was there this morning.

So obviously the first thing that entered my mind was "Well, it sucks that my computer was stolen again," followed by "I can't believe that someone broke into my last 2 apartments." When I entered my 3rd floor apartment I was surprised to see that many of my things were untouched. But I quickly saw the rectangle of empty space on my desk that used to be my laptop.

It turns out that my roommate was hit harder than me, but my laptop was a lot better than his (which is a given, because mine was a Mac). So there's one upside to having a bunch of worthless crap instead of nice things that you can be proud of. Now I need to deal with the claims adjuster and police, as well as decide whether I should get a new computer now or wait for the insurance money (minus $1000).

On the bright side, I'm glad that I backed up 15 GB of music and some of my pictures (including the ones from my travels). And also that I'm not in the middle of writing my thesis.