An interesting thing happened to me this weekend.

This morning, I left my apartment to go to work as usual... hmm, that's weird, why isn't my car unlocking?... oh, it was already unlocked?.... wait, what?

Yes, my car had been broken into. Well, if you can call it 'breaking' when my dumb ass left the doors unlocked.

Funny thing about it, though, is that I didn't lose much, and the car wasn't damaged. They certainly rummaged around in my glove box and center console, but all that was missing was about $.75 in quarters I had lying around. Not a big loss. Hell, I had my cd case sitting in the front seat, and they didn't even touch it.

What is also odd is that I found a book of matches with one halfway burnt laying in the seat.

My conclusion? A bum camped out in my car. Interesting times.