Dear Momma,

Wow, it has only been a week since I woke up and found my baby missing...yeah, many of you already know that my car was stolen one week ago today...I went through the range of emotions; disbelief, anger, hatred, hysterics, sullenness...everything that you can imagine, I felt and lived through.

Unless it has happened to you, one cannot understand that feeling of violation, intrusion of privacy, to know someone had been in my car, looking through my things...the stupid minor stuff, they stole my stereo (probably the least valuable thing in the car), and my show CD's this is what pained me the most, being as I have worked hard to create my characters, learning music, dance moves, and what-not, and they come into my life, and steal all that I have worked hard to get...I still am in utter disbelief that this happened, maybe it was karma coming back to kick me in the ass, I don't know, but I do not wish it upon anyone.

I will find out who did this, because they not only fucked with me, but they fucked with my family, my friends and my life...this is considered a "minor case" to the police, because yes, I can understand that there are bigger fish to fry...but to me and those that this affected, this sorry sap is on my list...Don't fuck with an angry lesbian!

It was weird, the first thing I thought when I saw that my car was missing was, "oh man what was in there that might lead these assholes to other people in my life..." I was lucky enough that the important stuff, the contents of my bookbag were not touched...so to all of you out there, the ones I called and said to watch for my car, to all of you that have listened to me complain...to everyone thank you. This may be just a car to most, but this car has been part of my life for over 15 years, it has memories of younger more innocent times.

The Heavy Chevy is back...and may God help those that fuck with her!