First- worry about identity theft.... What passwords did I keep on that computer? What bank statements did I save as draft? What kind of invoices from online stores did I keep on there? Was my credit card info apparent?
Secondly - Be glad this didn't happen: "One finance manager was stabbed in the chest for his Apple Computer Powerbook while sitting at a coffee shop in the city's Mission District, the San Francisco Chronicle reported."
Thirdly - Ponder what this will do to my internet habit. What will replace the minutes hitting 'random article' on Wikipedia? What will withdrawal feel like? Will I itch? How will I overcome feeling vastly underinformed about the latest political scandal? Will I cry when I'm the last to know about PiglapdanceGate?
Fourthly - Realize that the chronicler of my years, the library of my life, the filing cabinet of my person is really as fragile and transitory as life seems to be, become a nihilist (even if it becomes exhausting) and lock myself in a room with Portugese flash cards of office supplies.
This, at least from now is the best way. Luckily I had some backup, so I can't forget the pictures I took of that frog that got on the screen door. Any questions?
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Shit. That really really sucks. Did anything else get stolen?
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