after a weekend on sitting parked on the streets of uptown Minneapolis, my car returned home to quiet Oostburg and got violated when someone swiped my cassette adapter. I'd just bought the damn thing so my tape-deck-only car could bust out some fresh MP3s on the road, stupidly left it in plain sight, and when my back was turned whatever magical sprites steal audio peripherals made their way into my car and took just enough to annoy me, but not enough to scour the neighborhood with a pipe wrench.

to quote Vincent Vega, "It would have been worth them doing it just so i could catch them." I might have fed it to them.

on the other hand, i got a refund check in the mail which brightened my day. it's not much but it's timely and unexpected, the best kind of money.

i was kind of bummed yesterday to find that a potential job had found another artist, but at the same time it was my fault for bein slack on response time. Let the lesson be learned, going too slow or biting off more than you can chew is dangerous. maybe it's for the best; i've got a lot on my plate at the moment and it was probably irresponsible of me to try and take on more work than my schedule can handle. In any case, i was sorry to see an opportunity missed, but at least i know why.

Kakkoi Con!: [link] i's scheming. are you?

i need to build a new computer. *looks at wallet* piece by tiny piece, looks like...

ja, mata