WTF?! or, Is therу a safe place in the world?

There are all sorts of things that happen to you in the morning. Let's try and make a list, shall we? Like this:

1. Work. You have to get up early, when your body is screaming "Just five more minutes, please!". The bus is crowded, the breakfast is like some strange edible stone in your innards... but you get used to it pretty soon.
2. Hangover. Life is terrible. You feel like there was a convention of cats in your mouth (cats suffering from explosive diarrhea, that is) — and that convention had obviously moved inside your skull and is having quite a catfight. Or a dogfight. Whatever. And still you know that it will wear off... and who can you blame but yourself?
3. ...

Well, instead of all the usual crap that can happen I woke up today to find that all my money was stolen. Looks like break-in for now (no signs, but I can think of no other explanations). Pretty shitty way to wake up, if you ask me...