Wednesday, February 01, 2006

A Series of Unfortunately Related Events







































































































So I am really unimpressed with myself. I had a funny cartoon lined up for today, but it was supposed to be Russ' present cartoon, and that's just not going to happen right now because I am in one of those moods where I want to fix the world, and it can't be fixed, and it's mainly BECAUSE I HAVE THE IQ AND PROBLEM SOLVING POWER OF A PERSON WHO CAN'T PUT TWO AND TWO AND BEING HIT OVER THE HEAD WITH TWO TOGETHER. Sigh.

On the other hand, I am REALLY curious how people who were right BESIDE his apartment didn't see or hear anything, or not hear someone breaking wood outside. (Especially since I'm such a newbie at living on my own, aren't these warning signs way more obvious to other people???? Weird.) Apparently someone used a crowbar to force their way in. Which is really strange because I sort of stared at the door for a couple seconds, and then I went downstairs, and I don't remember seeing any signs of a forced entry at all. =/ In other words, I'm highly unobservant. On the bright side, I did remember the approximate times when all of these bad things happened, and I told the guy who got his laptop stolen everything I knew. (well, I forgot about the bell ringing thing, but I'm QUITE sure someone else heard that. I went on for a very long time. Which makes me feel even worse, since I should really have realized what that meant, since I TOTALLY KNOW THAT IS A SIGN THAT SOMEONE IS TRYING TO FIND OUT IF SOMEONE ISN'T HOME, AND I COULD HAVE SOLVED THE WHOLE PROBLEM BY TAKING OUT THE TRASH AND GIVING THEM A FUNNY LOOK!!!!!) 'The guy' looked REALLY mad at me when I said I saw someone who was running down the stairs that I didn't recognize, but I don't generally recognize ANYONE in this building except for three or four people who I have occasionally run into and given me the time of day. (Heck, I didn't even know 'the GUY' lived in that apartment. I had never seen him before that I can remember.)

And there are kids in this building...well, only one family that I know of..but I thought it must just be them running down the stairs, and I had a little happy feeling, like, you know, "Oh yay. There are kids here. Running around having fun. That's so cute." I can't believe I didn't make all the connections. I can't believe I didn't immediately phone the police. I can't believe how bad I feel because I could have done something, you know? I know I can't change anything now, but it's really bad that I saw pretty much everything (well, from what I saw, I'd say I had caught a pretty good glimpse of who took it.) and yet I still didn't realize what was going on. Like, what kind of moron did my mother and father raise? The worst part is that it's nearly impossible to track stuff like that. But after that little incident, I still went and wrote down the serial numbers of all my electronics and stored it in a safe place. Of course, they're kind of useless because all the identifying serial numbers are on stickers. I feel so violated, and it wasn't even my place that was broken into.

Well, on the other hand, I had a lot of fun adventures minus that today, but I can tell you all about it later. Until then, I hope you all are able to discern tell-tale signs than le mio. On the EXTREMELY bright side, I DIDN'T look inside the apartment, which could have caused a heaping world of trouble for me if for some reason I was at the scene of the crime. So, I mean, listening to that little part of me that said, "Hey! Don't go in there!" was pretty much right on, so at least I can intuit what to do, even if I can't reason properly. What a good philosophy student, eh? Is there any advice you can give me on what maybe I could have done? I'm kinda of unsure what I could have done differently..although I thought I was following a semi-normal pattern of thought, but, on the other hand...I've never dealt with this before, so I'm still kinda new at this.

Anyways, a big learning lesson today, so that's something I can take out of it. I hope everyone else is doing ok. I'll talk to you later. And, soon, I don't know when, but soon, I'll have Russ' super cartoon up! So, the week of cartoon craziness is at an end! Thanks for all of you who followed it. Mega appreciation! =D =D =D And that makes me glad. YAY!

OK. I feel better now. Thanks for listening with those eyes of yours. You're all great. Great maximo. Thanks.

6 comments:

Lizzie_mae said...

aww

Anonymous said...

Brennan, your comics rule! That was the funniest story all day. Totally rivals my dream last night. Your comments make me smile, and your comics make me laugh. Thanks!

Anonymous said...

No worries Brennan, you cold proably Identify the thives so they will get caought in the end. And I can't wait for the big commmic tomorow!

Sarah the Hutt said...

I don't think that you should feel bad. I f that other guy is pissed off, he clearly is just pissed off in general that his stuff got stolen.

If you didn' know who lived in that apartm,ent, then how were you to know that thopse girls weren't the ones living there? and people often leave their doors open top take out the trash etc.

So the moral of the story is: as a Catholic Breannan, and a particularly nice person, you have an overdeveloped sense of guilt and a general sense of compassion. in other words, you dont need to feel guilty for someone else' loss. But you do and that is what makes you a nice person.
but you can stop now.

Brennan said...

Oh LOL.
You people are so funny. You have saved me from defenestrating myself. (I'm sorry...I just can't...stop using that word. LOL.)

Brennan said...

And thank you for the good advice. I truly appreciate it. (And the moral backing! Yay! LOL.)