Monday, Monday

So here we are again, another Monday. Gray and gloomy too. Suits my mood. Had someone key my car this weekend. Why would anyone want to do that? What did it do for them? Did it make their rotten mood better? Did it prove they were tough and could do whatever they wanted? Or was it simpler than that, was someone just bored? I guess I should be thankful, it's only going to be $300 to get the car fixed. It could have been worse. But just the idea that someone had so little respect for someone else's property. It's a sad world we live in. :(