So… I was jamming downtown with Cory and I left my backpack in the back of my van. Got home and realized it was not there. I must not have locked the doors and someone stole it. Fucking weak skills. It could have been a lot worse. Could have been my laptop. Could have been my cellphone. Could have not taken my passport out of the front pocket yesterday. I used to scathe around downtown looking for stuff to steal. bikes, cars with the key in the ignition, anything not tied down or not locked up. I guess an open van with a DaKine backpack in it would have been a good score for the new generation of scathers. I suppose i can’t be that pissed. How many thousands of dollars did i rip off other people? How much property did I destroy? How many lives did I affect?
So count your losses:
DaKine backpack
favorite sunglasses from Urban Outfitters
iPod Mini, 6GB
two sets of alright headphones
airline ticket stubs from Cuba
sunscreen
a bunch of pens
nalgene water bottle
new $60 swimtrunks
old boardshorts
pair of desert camo pants
an apple
phone bill
bank statement
all totally replaceable. meh.
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