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I meant to mention that I’m mad that George Bush decided to start the war with Iraq on my birthday. I think he did it just to spite me.

In other news, I was robbed this week. Someone stole my wallet out of my locker at the health club. Wednesday evening after work I went to the club to get some exercise. I know I had my wallet when I walked in because I took my club membership card out of it so I could get in. Sometime between then and when I got dressed after working out, someone lifted my wallet. There were two times that I had my locker open and unattended, so the theft probably happened during one of those. It must have been either when I stepped away from the locker to use the bathroom before my workout, or when I was showering after my workout. The thief got somewhere around $60 in cash, plus my driver’s license, 4 credit cards, and a bunch of other miscellaneous stuff. I reported it to the club that night and then to the police Thursday morning. The worst part of it is losing the license and the credit cards, because they’re all such a hassle to get replaced. If someone just took the money and left the rest, it wouldn’t be so bad, relatively.

That left me in an interesting conundrum. What do I do about lunch Thursday? My cash was stolen, so I couldn’t buy anything to eat with cash. I couldn’t get any more cash because my ATM card was stolen. And I couldn’t write a check because my driver’s license was stolen. So I dug out my passport and cashed a couple checks that had been sitting on the dining room table. I spent most of the morning on the phone with the police and canceling all my cards. Then I drove around town getting a new driver’s license, library card, and supermarket discount card. Two new credit cards are on their way in the mail. But I don’t have a wallet to put all this stuff in! So I need to go buy a new wallet now.

Meanwhile, Beth is down on the Navajo reservation somewhere far out of reach of telephones. Sometime in the next couple days, she’s hopefully going to head home, which means she’s going to have to stop somewhere for gas to fill our gas guzzling pickup truck. And she will naturally try to use the Mileage Plus Visa, which is now canceled and reported stolen. When that doesn’t work, she’ll try to use our credit union debit card, which is also now canceled and reported stolen. I’m hoping that (A) she has enough cash or other means to get gas so she can come home and (B) she doesn’t get arrested in southeast Utah somewhere for trying to use my stolen credit cards. Of course, I can’t just call her and warn her about these things, but I did leave a message on her cell phone. Hopefully wherever she stops to get gas will have cell phone coverage and she will listen to her messages before filling up.

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