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My camera has been stolen.
Last week, on a night where I stayed over at my girlfriend’s, my roomie woke up to find some guy hovering around in the room in the dark.
“Sorry,” said guy, “your door was open… I just wanted to see if everything was alright.” exeunt.
That weekend, it snowed blankets.
“Damn,” said I, “It’s Mother Russland. I’m gonna take me a picture.”
That didn’t happen. After searching the pad furiously for sometime, retracing my steps and everything, it dawned on me that my camera had moved upstate to a nice farm where it can run around and take pictures of snow all winter long.
It was a long while before I fell asleep that night, wondering what kind of jerk would pull that kind of thing on a guy like me and what else he might have done had my roomate not woken up.
stay tuned…