When it rains, it pours and pours and pours and pours and pours

It’s been a roller-coaster week. This story is like the icing on the cake. I think I’ll write this story in reverse, starting with the moral.

What I’ve learned: There really is a God, but however potent he may be, he isn’t omniscient — he apparently only has access to information that is posted on the internet, perhaps on this very blog. Oh, and he’s got some mischief in him.

The story: Last night, as we headed to my car to make a trip to the Container Store — one of my favorite stores — Shelly pointed out, “Hey, is that your car with the window down?” I sprinted. Within a few steps, I realized that yes, this was my car, but no, the window wasn’t down: the window was just gone. There was glass everywhere, especially on the front passenger seat. My MP3-CD player was ripped out, along with most of my middle dashboard, which is used for heating/cooling, and had my clock and hazard button.

Now, this is a crappy thing to have happen, but I realize that there’s very little that’s unique about the situation: I was out of neighborhood parking one-day-passes, so I parked in a shadier area, literally and figuratively, because it had free street parking. I didn’t take the faceplate off my MP3 player, because I have profound ADHD and that’s simply not the sort of thing I can keep on top of. My MP3 player was an Alpine, a well-known and pretty pricey brand. While mine was one of the cheapest ones they make, I guess you really can’t count on some unemployed crackhead idiot to be all that distinguishing about his targets.

The backstory: I guess you’re probably wondering, and rightfully so, so what’s all this got to do with God and the internet? Well, here’s a brief recap of my last entry from about five days ago: I bought a MP3-CD player a few months back, never got around to burning more than a few MP3-CDs, and was just getting the hang of it and getting really into it. Thursday, for the first time, I sat down and burned off tons of my albums to MP3-CDs — I made one disc for all of Sublime, another for all of Dashboard Confessional, and so on. It was really nice to get that glimpse of audiofile paradise, when I could drive for six hours with Incubus and never hear a repeat track, or could listen to a twelve-hour business audiobook without changing discs, but sadly I won’t be able to revisit that paradise in the near future.

Moreover, I’m flat broke and it’s freezing outside, and I have to get down to Urbana for class today, so as fellow Chicagoan Wesley Willis would’ve said, I’m in for a hell ride.

On the plus side, unless God reads this and decides to invalidate the forecast too, I got some welcome news from weather.com:

Today’s forecast: abundantly sunny.

I swear I did not edit their wording.