The kids are home. Bitching, fighting, whining and yelling the little shits are definitely home.

Heather made quite good use of her spending money and bought thoughtful gifts for people for their christmas presents. Adam didn't bother much. Oh, he spent his money alright, but it's very hard to see where it went and it's certainly not demonstrated in the utter shit he scraped togther for my present - a fart pen and a bumper sticker.

But he did manage to spend $70 on a pair of Chuck Taylors for himself. Twat.

Next time he wants something financed he can go take a running jump.