2002-05-30 | STOLEN SUMMER

This is not a joke, or some creative story, or whatever. It's just weird.

Yesterday, in a diary entry, I talked about how I hardly use my guitar anymore, but how I should start again soon. So I'm watching tv tonight, and something triggers in my head about my guitar, so I look to where it is, and before I even look at the spot, I just know it's gone. All that's there is the stand, and the guitar has vanished into thin air.

I guess it's stolen. I mean what else could've happened? Nothing else in the house looks like it's even been touched, let alone taken.

I live in a house right near the high school that I attended from 89-93, and if I had to guess, it was probably some punk kid (not punk rock) who was wandering around the neighborhood, seems how most people that live on this street work during the day.

Unfortunately, my house is like many others built in Hawaii 30-50 years ago. It's built with insecure windows. Anybody who feels like it could break into my house at any time. I mean they could if they wanted to anyway, but the way the windows were constructed makes it easier for a would be burglar, and invites him to come inside for a little peek. The windows have screens on them, that can be removed just by moving these plastic pegs parallel with the window frame, leaving the screen un-"locked". There actually never "locked". That's the problem. Even when they're locked down, it doesn't take much human force to open them. None at all for the screen, and not much for the loovers. (i don't know how to spell that word, but that's how it sounds) The "loovers" are these little glass panels that close kind of like blinds, but are much bigger then an individual section of a blind. It's just 10 peices of glass, 5 on the top, and 5 on the bottom that open and close when prompted by a lever. You can lock it pretty good when you close the lever all the way, but it's so hot and humid here in the summer time, that most people don't bother to touch them for months, meaning that if someone wants to break in, they will, and can, with no problem.

Anyway, I'm just confused. I'm not super mad or anything. I'm a little scared. I don't want them to come back and steal anything else. I don't know why they would just take a guitar and nothing else. I don't know if they came inside the house or just opened the window, reached in, and grabbed the guitar by the neck. It would only take 5 minutes tops. This is so crazy. I feel so fucking weird right now. I'm not going to file a police report on a guitar i bought for 120 bucks 2 years ago. Am I? Fuck.....I don't know what to do. I'll be happy if nothing else gets stolen. I feel violated. Leave me alone. I don't want to be here. I don't belong here. Why do they keep fucking with me?

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