I'm posting this now because if I posted it yesterday every other word would be the f word. Anyway. Yesterday I came home from my trip to Massachusettes and I went on a plane. When we got there we rented a car. But for the ride there and back I brought First Strike to finish it. On the way there when we landed I got to the point where the MC and the remaining Spartans were on the First Strike mission and MC was getting his ass whooped by the Brute and I stoped after that chapter. So I had about five chapters left and I was going to read them on the way home, most likely finishing it. So we droped off the car at the rental car place. My dad told me to make sure I had everything and I said okay. Then we got on the bus to go to the air-port. We got there and were on the way to the cheak-in desk and, God. -blam!-. Damn It. I left the damn book in the -blam!- pouch(or what ever you want to call it) on the back of the front seat in the -blam!- rental car. I was so -blam!- pissed, and still am. So go ahead, comence with the laughter.