Damnation... First ROb comes home last night and ruins my evening and then Jonathon comes home thsi afternoon and ruins teh rest of my weekend. These idiots weren't supposed to be home until tomorrow night... And what's the first thing Jonathon says to me as he walks in the door? "Next time you go to the auto store, pick up some body paint cause I hit your car on the way in." What a moron. Is it May yet? How much longer do I have to wait before I never have to see these guys again? Dammit.