So. Sad news. Not like dead relative or anything so you can breathe easier.
In an act of laziness and ignorant faith in humanity, our guitar player Wyatt (me), left our merchandise in a trunk in the back seat of his (my) car.
We (I) know what you're thinking. It got JACKED, and you'd be correct.
I can take most of the blame. I know not to leave important things in my vehicle. When I was 21 I had a truck broken into in Indianapolis and in that burglary I lost my Macbook, iPod, and iPhone. Plus the first disk of P90X which was in the Macbook when it was stolen. Needless to say my pecks are lacking and so's my situational awareness.
But for fucks sake... uuggghhhh.
It's been a few days now and I've had time to reflect. I'm not upset. Nothing can be done by becoming upset. I must just learn and move forward.
I'm honestly laughing. They've stolen a bunch of merchadise from a virtually unknown band with literally zero value out of context.
Who knows? Maybe they can get rid of it faster than we did.