I already miss my CD book

Because I'm fairly sure it was stolen (again). Now, I'm not jumping to any conclusions here. There are a number of possible other solutions, including:

• I left it somewhere else
  
  The main problem with this one is that I never take it out of my truck. I've only done so... twice? Well, three times, and all three were to bring it inside to go through the CDs inside to decide which ones I was keeping and to re-rip the songs off of them. I haven't done that in a long time, and I know I haven't taken it out recently.
  
  
• It's somewhere in the truck, and I just can't find it
  
  Again, very unlikely. I checked behind the seat and underneath it. I mean, it's a truck. There's not exactly a lot of places something that size can hide. I'll double check in the morning, but I can almost garauntee that it's not there - I know my truck, and I know the places it could be, and it's not in any of them.
  
  
• It fell out
  
  This is the most probable scenario. The only thing against it is that it hasn't happened before - it's usually on the seat next to me, or on the floorboards where people's feet go, which keep it safely away from the door. True, just because it's never happened before doesn't mean it won't ever happen, but I just don't know. Additionally, the only time the passenger door is ever opened, it's usually Rose or Katie, and they're used to grabbing things that fall out. Especially something as big as my CD book.
  
  Oh, wait!! I gave Dora a ride home from work today! It might have fallen out at her place. I'll have to stop by Sonic tomorrow and ask her if she noticed it, or drive by and see if it's still there. The chances of either are remote, but I'm still down 'cause of Katie, and I like driving around when I'm down, but I can't drive around aimlessly like Jarrod is so fond of.

Those are the main alternatives that I can think of. I'm not even going to mention it to my mom, because the first thing she'll say is something about how this is what happens when I never roll up my windows and leave my truck unlocked. I KNOW THAT. I don't need to hear it again. (Rebuttal: Obviously, you do, because it hasn't sunk in yet.) (Rebuttal to the rebuttal: If it hasn't sunk in yet, it's not going to, and all you're going to do is annoy me, and make me that much less likely to listen to anything else you're going to say. She really annoys me when she feels she has to editorialize on EVERYTHING. The Brad Pitt was annoying and embarrasing; the bowl one was just stupid. So I probably won't say anything to anybody unless someone notices. The only person that might would be Rose, because she rides around in my truck so much. There wasn't anything I didn't burn from my current collection, with the exception of all the Weird Al CDs, Britney's "In the Zone" CD, and the Alexia CD.

Oh well, fuck it.

I talked to Rose, and Katie was definitely very tired tonight. Which is good. Not that she's tired, I mean, but that she wasn't just dissing me. Not that she would, but... I just don't know. It's just my low self-esteem screwing with me at this point. I just hope things go well for her, and I'm glad to see her getting some much needed rest. I might see her tonight, but I don't know. That, and I'm taking Rose and Dagmar to a Prince concert Wednesday evening (I'm not actually going to the concert, of course, I'm just the ride). Then there's D&D tonight, which I haven't done any prep for, and I really need to.

Argh.