03:11 am - fuck Somebody in an almost certainly stolen air conditioning repairman's van just drove through the middle of my yard at about 50MPH, sideswiped the big tree in front, fishtailed, and slammed another oak on the fenceline and took out the last section of fence and the stop sign. Airbag deployed and still smoking, side of the van dished in like god punched it, asshole responsible already vanished down the street by the time I got up, got clothes on, and got outside to take a look.
I hope to god he didn't kill the big tree in the front. I love that tree.
Pictures (and more news if I have it) later. God I'm tired. I didn't need this.
Current Mood: tired and worried goddamn it Current Music: police german shepherds in my yard
Wow, what an eventful weekend. And it probably made you nervous on top of the obvious reasons about the crazy van driver, because you're trying to keep Molly quiet, and then this jackass goes and does something that is sure to get any dog riled up. Maybe you can call in sick to work today, or call in due to crime? That way you can take some naps with Molly. I vote for no work today!