Bastards.

$5.68 for four cinderblocks.

+

$7.99 for a new wrench.

= 

a very nice return on your investment.

also equals:

a ridiculous amount of time to get our car back up and running.

sad face. middle finger.

Jamie got up this morning to head out to his internship and came running back inside to let me know that someone stole our tires. Turns out they stole all four tires AND all four wheels. On a related note, turns out tires and wheels are two different things...who knew. Oh, and they left 5 lug nuts (yes, i now know what those are too) right by each tire to mock us.

Bastards.

See them?
Lug nuts.

We're subleasing a place in Providence, Rhode Island, for the summer in what we thought was a safe neighborhood, right by Brown University. Clearly, we had heard that parts of this state were crime-ridden and run by the mob, but most of our neighbors are university students, employees, or faculty members. The police officer I spoke with this morning informed me that organized groups come out (like a pit crew at a racetrack) with a shopping list of whatever the local chop shop is looking for that night. 

Bastards.

The flighty landlord is working on installing additional lights in the parking lot (oh, fun fact: you can't park overnight on the street) and is giving us access to one of the garage spots for the remainder of our time here. 

We miss Hanover.