Taking back what is mine

So, I was strolling through Borders bookstore the other day (one of my favorite places in the world) when I spied something that instantly depressed me to no bounds. It was Searching for God knows what by Donald (Jesus) Miller. I miss that book so very much. For those of you who don't know the tragic story surrounding my copy, I let Mike Dunbar borrow it at some Burn at the beach. I haven't seen it since. The worst part about it is that I never finished the book. How many years ago was that!? I remember reminding him a couple of times. One time, he told me he had bought his own copy. I have his aim screen name but I've only ever talked to him once. He hasn't answered my messages for the longest time now.

Enough is enough. I miss that book way too much to let it go. Not to mention it had a book mark in it that was of sentimental value. It's time to throw down.

Conversation with Boxsocialbonanza
Rurouni011: I want my book back

Rurouni011: It's been far too long. I miss Donald Miller.

Rurouni011: Do you even know who you're in debt to? I'm certain we'll be seeing each other very soon.

It's on. While I'm at it, does anyone know where Mike Dunbar lives/attends school? As you can see, a personal visit is in order. In related news, I never celebrated my 50th blog post. *confetti*. It's my 53rd now though. better late then never though right?