Bastards

Some asshat stole half my whites and some of my darks right out of the dryer.

I don't own many clothes to begin with (being a ruggedly individual minimalist male person guy), and now I have even fewer. Fuck all. And they had the foresight to take my two favorite dress shirts.



*will not let it ruin my otherwise perfect day*
*will not let it ruin my otherwise perfect day*
*will not...***

*grumble*

Keep discovering more and more cool crap that the laundry thieves stole. Nothing not-cool taken (or not that I notice). If a shirt had the word "favorite" attached to it at some point, it's gone.

Filthy stinking hobbits...

*needs Gollum icon*

ETA: changed the background image on my journal and now I feel better.