Unbefuckinglievable.

Also missing from my apartment:

iPod #1.
iPod #2.
A spare key.

This is fucking ridiculous.

Edited to Add:
Despite the fact that I try to keep them to a minimum on Vox, I'm not taking out the f-bombs.  Moments like these are why people need obscene language.  Sometimes "gosh darn it!" just doesn't cut it.

First of all, let me have a moment of sort of humor and say:  Poor Benjamin.  That iPod is having a worse year than I am.  And William H. Macy the iPod is just a babe; he's much too young to be out in the world alone.

I've decided that thieves are disgusting.  In fact, at the moment I'm mostly just appalled with people in general.  What consoles me is the exceptionally nice police department of Montevallo, who were kind and comforting on the phone and in person, and my parents, who had to console me yet again for something like this.  But it makes me sad that people exist who can simply take another person's things--including a key to an apartment, meaning they obviously intend to take more--and feel no remorse.  How?  I cannot fathom it.

Here's what else I cannot fathom:  this person obviously knows what I look like and/or what car I drive, since nobody's been trying to get in my apartment while I'm here.  You cannot know how tempted I am right now to drive away, park a street over, and watch to see what happens.  Hell, I'll set my webcam up to record anyone who might come in the door. 

I can't leave my apartment until my locks are changed, which means I'll at least be missing my church job tomorrow if not my library shift as well.  Fortunately I have the nice and handy parents, who'll come change my locks even if my landlady is unable to.  But I just... I'm so.  Very.  Angry.  And I literally feel ill.  I burst into tears as soon as I realized everything that was gone, and mostly I just want to curl up in my bed and cry some more.

I dare the person who stole my shit to come into this apartment right now.  I feel completely confident that I could smack them silly without even wrinkling my pajamas.  That's how much ass I'm prepared to kick right now.

I just needed to vent a little, but really I can't focus on anything long enough to say anything worthwhile on here.