depressedToday I stopped at the Post Office, and when I got back to my car I groaned aloud.
My door, and the one behind it looks like I dragged a tree through the garage right next to my car.
I've not parked in the lot where I was vandalized thrice since the last time. I've been parking semi-randomly between 4 or 5 other lots. It almost doesn't look like a keying -- there's so much. If I'd been parked outside last night I'd have blamed it on the violent wind, but I was inside.
And all I can know is that it happened after Monday evening.