Feeling: violated
Listening to: nothing. I have no stereo.
Reading/Watching: Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, by Gregory Maguire

...and then my car stereo got stolen. Yay.

That'll teach me to leave my car locked and parked under a street light ten feet from my apartment building. It's like an open invitation to thieves who can jimmy a lock through a closed window, then disconnect a stereo without cutting or even damaging any wires.

At least I had a professional, who didn't have to vandalize my car to rob me. It just sucks that they took the entire central console, so that I have to get a big stupid piece of worthless plastic out of another Nissan before I can get a new stereo installed. Plus, for the time being I have no cup holders, since they were part of the central console.

I mean, I get the stereo thing. It's a nice little CD player that didn't actually come with the car, so it'll be easy as pie to fence. But stealing my cup holders? That's just mean.

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