Man, I got home from work yesterday, my house had been broken into, I had my Xbox and games stolen, my dvd player and some dvds, and worst of all, all 4 of my guitars. I am just heartbroken over the guitars. Sure I have insurance and get the value for them, but not those exact guitars. Then I get a phone call from a good friend, his daughter had just moved out into her own place recently, the apartment building caught fire and she died in the fire, or at least that's what they thought. Come to find out as they do the investigation that she had been killed before the fire and they now think the fire was set to cover the murder. This world is just too fucked up sometimes.