i literally got robbed

how to be a fucking idiot 101

yeah, it fucking happened. i got robbed in new york city!

somehow i nodded off whilst sitting near delancey and chrystie, trying to regain senses. woke up to some homeless asshole stealing my phone and wallet, tried to chase him down to no avail but this very nice young woman witnessed it and called the cops. we filed a police report, not that i expect much. new york city cops, they aint’t too smaaaaarrrrrrrttt. at least i didn’t have my computer on me (which is why i can still imessage and email right now), and i recovered my bag with my headphones and the Y-3 jacket. still, a bit pissed, but whatever. i know my mom got mugged when she first moved to green point, i think it was. happens to the best of us, it’s a bit of a tradition. sometimes you gotta learn your lessons the hard way. lesson learned Ifor now; might not retain it), and indeed the hard way.

i don’t have my personal instagram on my computer, so anyone i only have on there, please email me to my personal email analog.malachi@gmail.com and we can start imessaging too if you have that. pass the word onto anyone who wants to get in touch with me. again, i’m personally fine and i’m not terribly worried since i got home and froze the important stuff. just a mild inconvenience that i didn’t wanna deal with tonight. but oh well. i’m an adult now, it’s my responsibility, it’s my fault, and it’s a learning curve. all i will say is: know the limits and don’t pass out.