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Dec. 7th, 2005 05:54 amFirst of all, a big, BIG thank you to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
analise, who solved my PowerPoint problem with a nifty download link to a free viewer from Microsoft. Who I still hate, but a little less than I did last night, when I went out to look at software and found a new copy of PowerPoint for over $200! (Bill Gates, you suck! Even if he does give tons of his money to charity- still, he's got so much of it, he's living off of millions anyway, and we all know where he got them from... Bah.)
So I'm a little less stressed about my final now, which is a GOOD thing. Thanks, Ana! :)
About the car... *sigh* I love the PD, I really do, and I think it's awesome they found the car. But, guys? When you say "not drivable", we're thinking more "the car is totaled" than "some moron stole the rear license plate and thus the car is not street legal anymore." Why just the real license plate, I have no clue. Very annoying, though, and it's happened before, someone took a bunch of rear plates out of an apartment complex parking lot where we lived a few years back, including ours.
The worst thing they did to the car, aside from stealing almost all of our stuff, including really stupid things I can't see why they'd want, was rip out the stereo and all but one of the speakers. Don't ask, I guess they couldn't get it out. They shredded the dashboard to get at the speakers, though, and it's really a mess.
I'm almost as pissed about the stuff they stole, or just threw away, as I am about the stereo. We didn't even have much that was really good in the car, just the usual junk people carry- a little emergency kit in the trunk, with some flares and jumper cables and whatnot, some spark plugs and light bulbs and crap in the glove box, the car registration, which, uh, duh, isn't gonna do them any good without the car... oh yeah, and a bottle of hand sanitizer. Who the hell steals that? Let's see, what else did they get? A tire gauge, a little first aid kit, some twine... Oh, and I found a piece of a map that they'd torn up on the floor. I do not get it.
Out of all the weird crap we used to keep in the car, we found: the sunshade for the windshield, one cup holder, our city map (they shredded the state one, of course), an ice scraper, a squeegee, the owner's manual for the car, and the pack of tissues I had in the glove box. And that's pretty much it.
It's pretty sad when you're looking through your car, going, "Hey, they didn't get the ice scraper!" (And Mom is all, "Oh really? Cool, grab it!")
The police found a couple fingerprints, unfortunately our guy's not in the system yet. I'm not really surprised. We were probably some charming kid's first grand theft auto.
It could've been worse, though. They tried to get the battery- couldn't get it out. Hah! Didn't steal the spare tire, either, which after everything else they got, I have to say is really surprising.
In other news, I think I'm finally over the flu-like thing I brought home from soemwhere last week. Must find out who gave that to me and smack them upside the head. But at least I'm feeling better, and am back to eating real food again. If I never see another cracker or bowl of mashed potatoes or rice again, it may be too soon.
It's supposed to be around 55 today. (Yeah, that's the high.) Ugh. I hate being cold. I really hate being cold.
Ah well, it's off to school for me. Last class before the final, and our last exam before same. WHY do they do that? Do they think we don't have enough tests coming up or something? I always wish they'd just put more stuff from the last chapters on the final, and give us a break here...
analise, who solved my PowerPoint problem with a nifty download link to a free viewer from Microsoft. Who I still hate, but a little less than I did last night, when I went out to look at software and found a new copy of PowerPoint for over $200! (Bill Gates, you suck! Even if he does give tons of his money to charity- still, he's got so much of it, he's living off of millions anyway, and we all know where he got them from... Bah.)So I'm a little less stressed about my final now, which is a GOOD thing. Thanks, Ana! :)
About the car... *sigh* I love the PD, I really do, and I think it's awesome they found the car. But, guys? When you say "not drivable", we're thinking more "the car is totaled" than "some moron stole the rear license plate and thus the car is not street legal anymore." Why just the real license plate, I have no clue. Very annoying, though, and it's happened before, someone took a bunch of rear plates out of an apartment complex parking lot where we lived a few years back, including ours.
The worst thing they did to the car, aside from stealing almost all of our stuff, including really stupid things I can't see why they'd want, was rip out the stereo and all but one of the speakers. Don't ask, I guess they couldn't get it out. They shredded the dashboard to get at the speakers, though, and it's really a mess.
I'm almost as pissed about the stuff they stole, or just threw away, as I am about the stereo. We didn't even have much that was really good in the car, just the usual junk people carry- a little emergency kit in the trunk, with some flares and jumper cables and whatnot, some spark plugs and light bulbs and crap in the glove box, the car registration, which, uh, duh, isn't gonna do them any good without the car... oh yeah, and a bottle of hand sanitizer. Who the hell steals that? Let's see, what else did they get? A tire gauge, a little first aid kit, some twine... Oh, and I found a piece of a map that they'd torn up on the floor. I do not get it.
Out of all the weird crap we used to keep in the car, we found: the sunshade for the windshield, one cup holder, our city map (they shredded the state one, of course), an ice scraper, a squeegee, the owner's manual for the car, and the pack of tissues I had in the glove box. And that's pretty much it.
It's pretty sad when you're looking through your car, going, "Hey, they didn't get the ice scraper!" (And Mom is all, "Oh really? Cool, grab it!")
The police found a couple fingerprints, unfortunately our guy's not in the system yet. I'm not really surprised. We were probably some charming kid's first grand theft auto.
It could've been worse, though. They tried to get the battery- couldn't get it out. Hah! Didn't steal the spare tire, either, which after everything else they got, I have to say is really surprising.
In other news, I think I'm finally over the flu-like thing I brought home from soemwhere last week. Must find out who gave that to me and smack them upside the head. But at least I'm feeling better, and am back to eating real food again. If I never see another cracker or bowl of mashed potatoes or rice again, it may be too soon.
It's supposed to be around 55 today. (Yeah, that's the high.) Ugh. I hate being cold. I really hate being cold.
Ah well, it's off to school for me. Last class before the final, and our last exam before same. WHY do they do that? Do they think we don't have enough tests coming up or something? I always wish they'd just put more stuff from the last chapters on the final, and give us a break here...
