Fucking Punks.

Fucking punks. Yeah, that's right. You heard me. FUCKING PUNKS.

We woke up this morning to a nasty surprise on our front window. Yeah, that's right.... paintballed!

Who did it? I dunno. I suppose it could've been worse... much worse. Still, it sucks. Not a fan of vandals. Is this even technically vandalism? Nothing was damaged. I dunno. Still pisses me off. Teresa took the garden hose to it, which got rid of it... mostly. There's still a trace outline on the glass. A reminder, I suppose, that we don't live in a bubble.

Stupid punks.