Fucking filthy bastards!

Someone broke in our house last night. Not much was stolen, but they took my laptop, the bag it had (with some audio CD's in there), my flute, my mother's purse, and perhaps some more things we haven't discovered yet. I'm not sure whether I had put my gpg key on its hard disk back already, so I had to revoke it "just in case". Grumble.

I'm not sure what I hate most, the loss of my gpg key or the loss of my flute. Bastards!

UPDATE: they didn't steal the audio CD's after all, they had removed it from the bag, along with the paperwork. I hadn't seen it at first because it was under the papers.

The police has come by in the mean time, and have taken my ORiNOCO card to check for fingerprints; it was in my laptop yesterday night, so they must have touched it. That means I can't use it right now, but that was true anyway -- I don't have a laptop anymore, remember...