Stupid uglies
Some jerk stole my bike from the Clarendon metro while I was at work yesterday, lock and all. It's not Amsterdam, people. Hands off my stuff! I guess I'll look for a new one on Craigslist or something.
Things I've found on Craigslist:
1) A mean roommate
2) A (probably) married boyfriend
3) A thousand pound couch
4) An apartment in a building that smells of urine
So I'm not holding my breath for anything great to come out of the bicycle search, either.
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I think I remember picking up a table or something you found on Craigslist, too. I don't think you were too happy with that, either.
i've had much better luck. found my job and someone to take my moving boxes. also found my friend lana by answering a question she had posted.
Right. The legs wobble. It's like I murdered a leprechaun in a past life or something. Next post will be the myriad reasons why I am not lucky, on Craigslist or anywhere.
I've had great luck on Craigslist! I bought my wonderful bike on there and an awesome chaise, and I sold my old sectional couch for WAY more than I should've ever received.
Ginger - I'll make sure the thief is hunted, apprehended, taken to a warehouse on the waterfront for 'questioning' and then delivered to your door in a burlap sack.
Just after I've taken care of the swine who stole my bike in DC the first week I had moved in, then stole the bike Bagel 'found' for me the following week.