If you follow me on Twitter or via my Facebook Page you would of read that our house got robbed on Monday.
Basically I was out for the day in the city and decided to take the bus, because finding parking in the city is as much a b*tch as the parking prices. Upon arriving home some hours later I saw one of the carport doors open and the car I drive was gone. That raised some alarms because I was positive that my mum drove the other car to work today.
Then when I saw the front of the house that bad feeling began to sink in. The front door was wide open and the wirescreen from window of the room next to it had been removed. Walking in my feeling of dread was only confirmed when I saw our Plasma TV was gone, then checking my room and finding drawers open and rummaged through files thrown over my bed and my laptop and external hard drive gone. Jewellery and some other small items were missing from my mums room but not too much else.
It seems the thieves were in a rush and only took what they could see. Obviously I called the cops, straight after telling my mum so she could come home from work, and made a report which took the better part of almost an hour. A forensic guy turned up maybe 30mins later followed by some local police officers but no prints were found and the best we they could do was take down details for a report and put out the details for the car.
My room in the state I found it in. Files tipped over my bed and desk drawers searched through. My Macbook Pro laptop and some external hard drives missing.
LUCKY everything is insured. But it still sucks to have your sh*t stolen. Especially my external hard drives because I have years worth of photos and short videos on there from my travels overseas and various other memorable occasions that are intangible. A lot of stuff I wanted to use as future content for the blog.
ALSO tonnes of Gigs of Martial Arts stuffed I’d collected over the years – Instructionals of all sorts, fights from all disciplines and all organisations (Pride, UFC, Dream etc.) – that shit took ages to collect! (Not to mention my porn collection) AND now I gotta start all over again 
The other sh*t can be replaced but not those memories. Ah well… I really hope that karma does get them.
