oh god. what have i done?

so, Josh warned me about this, but I seem to have ... oh how to say this ... jinxed myself. Is that no longer a pc term? jinx?

Anyway, after declaring this the summer of claire, I obviously tempted the gods to screw me. and screw me they did.

On Friday afternoon, whilst I happily played my viola in the living room, a person (or persons) entered my apartment and proceeded to take things that belong to myself and my roomate. Things that include my computer, ipod, Deirdre's computer, ipod, and bag of recently purchased clothing. The scary part is that I heard something in the back of the apartment, and went back to stop the cat from doing whatever she was doing, because I assumed the plastic bag noises were from her getting into something. As I walked down the hallway, I looked into my room and saw that my computer was not on my desk. It took me a few moments to realize that there was also someone (or someones) in Deirdre's room. I don't remember how I got my keys or my phone, but I ran out of the apartment and was soon screaming at the poor dispatcher that someone was robbing my apartment.

The police response was impressive - I think because I happened to be inside when they broke in - we had six squad cars arrive. but the "perp or perps" were long gone by that point. Also two detectives in jackets and ties (just like on tv!) canvassed the building, asking all the neighbors if they saw anything. then the cops left and told me not to touch anything and to wait for the evidence collection guy. needless to say i did not want to wait around by myself in the apartment as the gate on the window was still open. so i went down and sat on the stoop to wait.

The evidence collection guy came and took some fingerprints from the window. He then recognized a picture of Deirdre's cousin as his own cousin. Small world, eh? So cousin cop took both Deirdre and my fingerprints for comparison. He seemed pretty sure we'd never see our stuff again.

Anyway, not really the kind of excitement I had in mind for the summer.
Thanks to everyone I called in a panic for talking me through this.

And don't forget to lock the gates on your fire escape windows!