He came out again tonight. He was able to open the desk by slippin' a letter opener under the edge. I turned off all of the lights to conserve energy, and we went outside. We stole my dad's truck and drove to Ojibway Island. People were dealing drugs and having sex underneath a lemon tree. I was disgusted. I said, "That's horrible...planting a lemon tree here...that tree will never survive in Michigan!" It's like, what a waste. How can people be so stupid and oblivious of their surroundings?
After pondering that a little while longer, I realized my shirt was gone.
My left arm is back though, so I guess that was a nice trade.