My motorbike was stolen on the 13th of February from a locked garage. I had a large chain lock disabling the rear wheel and a disk lock on the front wheel. You couldn't see my bike from the road. Someone (READ: the local fucking ASBOs) must have been in the building before and saw it. Told their older brother/father/some other pikey that they know, and that person came with a carrier van and nicked my shit. Someone I know said dog-eat-dog yesterday, after thinking long and hard about this, I'm convinced this could be the case. Having done some "not proud of" stuff in my past I should be happy that it was only a material thing that I lost. Even if it was my most valued material possesion. I probably shouldn't post this on the internet but I have a fairly nice camera kit and would have been happy if it was that that was stolen. It is probably not going to be a good summer for me. That bike was (is) my favorite hobby. I'm depressed and aggrevated. Mostly depressed. Some people that I know recommend that I get a new bike, a different one, I would love to do that but, and it's a big BUT, I am still paying off my CBR. Fuck fuck this really sucks.
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