At an academic institution. I have a box of jewels that includes Connie's ring. I discover some of the jewels are missing. I am about to call campus police but stop. I am embarrassed I left the jewels where they were easy to steal.
In a parked car talking on the phone to Connie. I get a sudden urge to check on the ring. I tell Connie I have to go because I must talk to my mother. She starts to complain. I say "fuck you" and check the jewel box. The ring is missing.
There is a safe in my room. I did not use because I do not know the combination or how the safe works.
Walking down Mass Street.
Friday, October 30, 2009
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