Fuck (very fond of that word)

Our car was broken into... again.
It must have happened sometime early Thursday morning. They broke out that small triagular window on the passengers side. They didn't steal anything tho... But, we think that they were trying to get away with out stereo, since they kinda fucked with the plastic around the stereo and our faceplate was sitting out when Drew got into the car Thursday morning.

I don't fucking get it. We always take the faceplate off overnight (we were leaving it in the glovebox, but now we're making sure to take it inside with us), we have a club, which we use every night, we don't leave valuables sitting out... WHY OUR FUCKING CAR?!?!?!? This is the fourth time that one of our cars has been broken into. The first three times were when we were living with my in-laws... and let us not forget the time the car was stolen from out in front of my mother's place.

*sigh* I think that perhaps we should hire somone to sit and keep watch over the car with a baseball bat nightly. That might be the only thing that keeps our car safe.

...and the fucking window is going to be $200 to replace...

FUCK!