well i:d like to preface this blog by saying that its now like 7 hrs later and at the moment i am a raging ball of killing stuff. internal dialogue to follow:

AGAIN some $c#%&'#$%&u%"&"'%'(%n'"$&"%#%t stole my bike! WHO STEALS A BIKE? WHAT KIND OF MENTALLY DERANGED HUMAN COMPLETELY LACKS ANY KIND OF MORALS AND RESPECT FOR FELLOW MEMBERS OF THE HUMAN RACE AND JACKS A BIKE? i mean, honestly now. that:s just stupid and mean and YES i:m PISSED because i do:nt want to hoof it everywhere in this bloody heat and carry heavy bags around. ARRRRRRRRRRRGH.

alrighty, so all of a sudden your a rageaholic because the convenience in your life was suddenly and unexpectedly whisked away?

yes.

speaking of mature...

WHO STEALS A BIKE?!?!?!?!

well, at least its registered so u can keep a dim flicker of hope alive that it will be returned to u if its found. plus you only have a month left here anyway so just chill out. you:d have to buy another one anyway when you move away... and thats besides the point. i thought you were trying to be all anti-materialistic and right now you:re pumping out mad cortisol over a fricking bike that:s called Love Rainbow for christs sake!

yea but i feel like someone just raped me. i:m so violated! what the hellllllllllllll. WHO STEALS A BIKE?! and why did they steal mine? what kinda sick sadistic joke of Old Man Karma:s is this?!

well, now you have doubleplusgood karma coming your way!

WHO STEALS A BIKE?!?!?!!

evil, evil bike stealing gremlins with small hands and boiled cabbage smell, that:s who. get a grip, Danielle!