and things get even worse.
am typing this on my rather clunky, volvo-esque school laptop, rather than my beloved slinky macbook.
I came home from School of Hard Knocks today to find my sitting room window smashed in. Glass everywhere. I have been burgled this afternoon. Cunts. Cunts. Cunts. Macbook, other (quite shitty) laptop, i-pod (600 tunes lost) , camera all taken. My gorgeous leaded art deco window ruined. Photos, emails, letters, school plans. . . all lost on the laptop. Thankfully the animals are OK, although Hetty is rather jittery and keeps peeing herself. Seriously. I don't think I can handle anymore heartache. Why is everything so unspeakably hard. Why are people so cruel. What have I done to deserve this?
So, I have little battery left and unfortunately the charger for this behemoth of a laptop has been stolen. So, not sure when/ if I'll be back.
Oh, I was reluctantly forced to end my email embargo today. I needed to look for email receipts for my macbook and camera. I was hoping . . . . well you know. I was hoping. I was disappointed. That's all.