My dorm room got busted into in college, but I knew who did it and busted into his and got my stuff back. Nothing was ever said about it and we all just let it slide.
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Grant Wootton
Twice for me, once when Connie and I were asleep in the downstairs bedroom (we were living in a fourth floor city apartment and figured it'd be safe to leave the balacony door open - not so) ... Sincere commisserations John and Randy, burglarly sux ass !!!!
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Without a doubt the worst experience of my life. It changed the way I look at the world and made me paranoid to leave my home. I pay someone to house sit it when the wife and I want an evening out together and it is now never left unattended. I hate how it changed me. It makes one feel so violated and exposed and vulnerable and angry and paranoid about every adult that comes near my home on a bicycle between the hours of eight and four or walking after dark or driving slowly past in a car. Thanks Burglars!
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Grant Wootton
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My trip to France? It was cool (weather-wise) and wet. Because of the lousy weather, we didn't do too much sightseeing, which was fine with me, as Full Dark, No Stars was calling out to be read!
This is where we stayed, in a little village called Dommartin, a couple of hundred kilometers to the south of Paris. The house we stayed at is on this postcard, underneath the trees (barely visible..). I don't take pictures and found this on the internet.
Oops, wrong picture. Oh well, the house is underneath the tree. Tree's visible, house isn't.
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Nothing to see here!Ok, I really can't come up with anymore of these stupid things...
- May 2011
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Some of my best vacations have been ones with bad weather that forced me to sit back and read rather than be a tourist. Hope you enjoyed you trip.Originally posted by frik51 View PostMy trip to France? It was cool (weather-wise) and wet. Because of the lousy weather, we didn't do too much sightseeing, which was fine with me, as Full Dark, No Stars was calling out to be read!
This is where we stayed, in a little village called Dommartin, a couple of hundred kilometers to the south of Paris. The house we stayed at is on this postcard, underneath the trees (barely visible..). I don't take pictures and found this on the internet.
Oops, wrong picture. Oh well, the house is underneath the tree. Tree's visible, house isn't.
sk
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