Man, sorry to hear that. I'd be so pissed if someone stole my bike, for real. A few weeks ago, someone accidentally took my laundry from my complex's laundry room, and I put a note down there and didn't hear anything for a long time, so I just assumed some random person stole it... I was livid.

I haven't had any assholes ruin things for me recently, but there's a select handful of people who can contact me, spout their usual BS, and totally put me in an awful mood. I think I've made it so most of them can no longer contact me, which has cut down on a significant amount of heartburn in my life.