I always thought it sucked having stuff to do. Boy was I wrong. Last night I went over to Kevin's to play poker, and I lost track of time, so I ended up getting home 15 minutes late and then proceeded to get in "so much trouble". I guess my car's taken away for a while now. I wouldn't mind not going anywhere, but I have no guitar to play, none of the TVs in the house work, I have no money, there's not really substantial food in the house and it's 112 outside. I just finished cleaning my room (which kept me occupied for about three hours) but now that I have the whole day in front of me, and I'm not allowed to do anything. So, for the record, I learned my lesson. Don't make mistakes, and don't lose track of time. Have a great week kids.