Somebody ripped off my bike today. I'm so depressed right now. It was a slow day today and I finished my bank deposits early, so I went into my final time call a bit early at Canterra Tower. After sitting around for about 15 minutes, I did my time call and came out to drop off my last couple of deliveries and go home. That's when I noticed my bike was gone. At first I thought maybe I just parked it somewhere else but then I noticed my lock sitting on the ground cut in half.

I bought this frame back in 2002 and slowly built it up into the bike I wanted it to be. It's not just the money, this was my bike. I had spent so much time getting it just right. Now I'm screwed. I can't work tomorrow. I have to fork out a bunch of money that I don't have to buy a bike that I don't fucking want. I want my bike dammit! Plus I have to go to the police station to report this as they closed at 7:00 o'clock today and I didn't make it. I can't find my receipt anywhere so who knows what they'll say about that. I can find my receipts for 2001, 2003, 2004 but not 2002 which is when I bought my frame. I'll probably be up all night looking for this goddamn receipt.

The worst part of this is that the bike didn't even look that good. All the stickers were removed except for "Evolution" on the down tube, so he couldn't sell it as a certain brand. The paint was chipped, it just didn't look good. So he's probably going to turn around and sell it for peanuts. A bike that I put so much time and effort [and money!] to make exactly how I wanted it to be. In short, it meant so much more to me than it could ever mean to him. Or her. Not to mention it was what I used to earn my living.

I'm crushed.