Someone broke into my house Wednesday. The guy, I guess, got out of jail Wednesday morning, stole a car, broke into a bunch of houses, got caught early Thursday morning. We got most of our stuff back, but not the dvd player or the playstation. This is not something that really matters -- I don't even really care that he took stuff.
What is creepy is that he tried to break into The Bean's window first. But, she had a fort stretched all across her room, and so it probably looked untraversable. Then, he broke into the livingroom. He destroyed two windows, from the outside. He went through my jewlery box (and didn't take anything), he walked on my bed (to get to my jewlery box). He went through all my stuff.

creepy.

But, we called the cops, and they were surprizingly awesome. A woman came by and looked at everything, called CSI who came and fingerprinted everything. Everyone was really nice, calm, joked around with us a bit, didn't mind that we were all in the way all the time.

The Bean slept through the entire thing. She is still unaware that anything actually happend. She thinks that our dvd player broke.