It's been a belief of mine that the good things in the world and the bad things kind of even themselves out. That philosophy is certainly not new, and people with that bend of mind have been arguing about the truth of it since time out of mind.

When I was a child in Elementary School (during which I was plagued by bullies and heartbreak) I came up with the phrase: "For every good thing that happens, something equally bad, or worse, happens."

When I entered into High School, I discovered Nietzsche and his writings. While I don't subscribe to all his opium-induced views, he nonetheless makes many points (some of them unpleasant) that I feel are accurate, or at least mostly valid.

To this day, while I don't believe in Karma, I do feel that "things must be paid for" in one way or another. And that for every year of roses, their will be a year of ashes.

This apparently is becoming a year of ashes.

I'm not normally comfortable sharing my misfortunes with others, but those of you who also watch my wife,  Witchiebunny, might know of some of the problems we've been facing recently.

She lost her job, then I lost mine. She managed to get rehired nearly right away while I had problems doing so.
Eventually we were both working, but my job is not reliable and she lost hers again. The economy clearly is mostly, or at least partly to blame for this.

For the last three months we've been struggling to keep rent paid, and though each month was a close call, we managed. There have even been some good times, and the support of friends and family has been a Godsend to us, and we're thankful.

Today, a very good friend of ours "gifted" The Bun with a new computer (under the agreement that we would reimburse him once our situation improved). But going out to the parking lot this evening I discovered that the car was missing.

I've already reported the loss to the Tucson Police, and I'm currently waiting for an officer to arrive, but it seems as though our car has been stolen.

This is a blow which could very well be fatal to our current cause. There's no bus service to my workplace (which is almost 20miles away), and I doubt my parents will be able to let me use their car or truck (my dad needs it to get to his work, and my mother often needs to go into her work as well).

So once again, it's looking likely that I'm going to be losing this job, losing the apartment, and moving in with my parents.

I'm thankful that I have parents in the area who are available, and willing in this time of need, but it's not a comfortable or long-term option since the only space they have is a child's bedroom which they already use for storage.

These are pretty evil days, but it's at times like these that you either have to rise to the occasion or be destroyed. And as I mentioned in one of my earlier submissions, I want to be the sort of person who rises to the occasion.

A star that shines brighter as the darkness grows.

D.O.P.R

tl:dr version - Our car got stolen.