This is particularly sad because a couple months ago somebody thought it would be a good idea to throw a bunch of beer bottles at my car and shatter the back windshield.
They stole my cousin's purse. She was real upset about it, which is understandable. My mom called the insurance company, and they sent somebody out to our house to fix the window that got smashed. Boris is all fixed up.
On another note, I hope my roommates remember to turn off the heater before they leave. Wishful thinking, I know. One can always dream.