It's an annoyance at best. I was aware of a crime problem but it had not touched me. But they only took things and things are not worth crying over. My poor sister is now inconsolable because her favorite cat, Diego, died. She'd had that cat for over 10 years and is still distraught over the loss. That is a loss.

The annoyance comes from what I lost. I had my plans for my Australia trip in there, my financial information, all of my digital pictures, my Guam diary, and a number of other things as well.

C'est la vie.

(For those who haven't met me I deliberately mispronounce that as Sest, lah vye. I don't know why I do that but it is immensely satisfying to display American ignorance of foreign languages.)