I went to Montreal last weekend, and before I left, I took the power cable for "our" XBOX 360, so one of my brothers couldn't use it while I was gone, because I fucking despise him.

Anyway, when I got back, he was raging at me for taking it, and said that he would take my power cord for 3 days. My retort was, "go ahead; I'll just get another one", to which he replied, "then I'll take that one, too". So he did. After I went to bed, he took the cord and hid it somewhere in his room. Little did he know that I had many, MANY backups (well.. about 4 backups, plus the one on my secondary tower that's just sitting there, the one on my monitor, and the one plugged into my actual PC). So for the next couple days, I put up with his shit, and just replaced the cord when I got up.

However, when I went to bed last night, he not only took my power cord, but also my mouse, and he unplugged my monitor in the hopes that it was some sort of modular cable (lol detachable cable @ CRT monitor). I was sort-of distraught, but at the same time happy, because he had forced me to go get a new mouse. The only problem was, I'm complete shit when it comes to interacting with people, so they just steal all my money.

I got a bunch of quarters and went to the convenience store, hoping that the chick there would give me some "real" money in exchange for these silly pieces of metal, because I don't think the electronics store would take kindly to me trying to buy a mouse with 64 quarters. She had actually just gotten a bunch of change from the bank the day before, but because she's so FUCKING COOL, she gave me a $5 in exchange for 20 quarters, which was TOTALLY BADASS OF HER. She's one of my heroes.

After I got my moneys (I had a $10 left over from what my mom gave me for bus fare in Montreal), I went to the computer store. Keep in mind that this is Canada, so naturally there's 2 feet of snow and it's -20C on a warm day, and I'm on my BMX with pants that are too short for me and a crappy windbreaker, plus inside-out, hand-knitted toque from my aunt. I rode uphill, with a cold, into the wind, with rain hitting me in the face, because it had just started to drizzle a little bit. I journeyed on, battling the elements, to my final destination: the computer store not five blocks' distance from my house.

When I finally arrived, I walked through the door, and was instantly greeted by a very heavily appreciated gust of hot air. The store had a heater! I was so relieved that I wanted to just stall so I could let my ice cubes turn back into toes. To my dismay, the transaction was completed in under two minutes. I asked for a mouse, he gave me one, I said it was shit, he gave me another, and I bought it. My exact payment was: one ten dollar bill, one five dollar bill, and four quarters. The price tag actually said $17.99, but he let me buy it for $16, and it turns out that it costs about $20 at other places. I didn't know that at the time, and assumed I was being ripped off, but gave him my money anyway, as usual. I put the box in my backpack and got back on my bike, to journey on home.

Going back was substantially more treacherous, because I had to go up two different slopes. They were long, but not very steep, and I got a nice run-up to the first one because of a relatively steep slope a few meters earlier. I also didn't have to wait to cross the street, because it's so damn cold that nobody is outside anyway. Except my mom, who's working in a fucking sweater and shit. What the fuck is wrong with her? She's insane!

Anyway, I got a new mouse, and it's probably going to be stolen tonight, unless I unplug it and bring it to bed with me. Then my keyboard will be gone, and I'm not going to replace that. If I take that, then my headphones will be gone, and if I take them, then my fucking desk will be gone. I'm pretty much screwed now, but if my brother takes anything else, I will beat his fucking ass with a big black dildo.