If there was ever a time for cursing now is that time! Me and my friends decided to take a trip to the Muny tonight. Since there was five of us going me and Mr. Wright both decided to drive. We get up there, we get into the Free seats at the Muny and prepare to watch the show. About half way into the show Casey, my girlfriend, decided that she hated it and wanted to go home so I reluctantly left even though I would have liked to have seen the rest of the show. So as we are casually walking out to my car I realize that I can’t find it. I went up and down several different isles and I push the panic alarm on my key chain trying to find it but it simply was not there. SOME FREAK STOLE IT! I find myself standing in the parking lot in the middle of forest park an hour away from home and being more clam than I should be at that point. Then I walk over to a police officer to report it stolen since there were several police officers standing around plus four or five police cars patrolling the area. *sigh* So it is reported, it hasn’t been found yet, and I am without a car. This decided to happen three days before I leave for a week mission trip I might add which makes things that much worse.

If you have seen my vehicle could you please let me know. It is a 2002 Black Pontiac Grand Am GT1 with a sun roof, leather seats, and my Harry Potter book is in it too!

Pressed - So much for avoiding evil, it finds me wherever I go!