Xbox 360 is ruining my life (or, an attack on something many people hold dear)

The original title of this entry was going to be 'Xbox live is ruining my life' but it's got much, much worse. The original title was inspired by the fact that every time on of my dear, dear (um.. no, not really) brothers turned the damn thing on, it destroyed my network connection, preventing me from doing whatever is was I might have been doing on my computer up in my room (because I'm almost invariably using the internet) of course if I was downstairs in the same room, I had to suffer the gun noises, the inane and bloody stupid conversations going on between other players and of course, between my brothers, for instance - "heh, got you there n00b!" "boom! Headshot!" "Ali get off, I want to go on, god!" Kieran why are you using that! that couldn't hit a tank at point blank range" and so on and so on.
eurgh.
Now of course, this is not the only problem. The shouting at each other parts have been a problem with every games console, right back to the playstation, but the Xbox's appeal to the other boys who live on the street means the front room is frequently overtaken by slightly smelly boys aged between 10 and 17, most of whom seem to have no idea that watching somebody else play guitar hero is actually really fucking boring.
Guitar hero I know, is among the favourite games for most of the slightly (and very) geeky boys in my life, both the ones I've chosen to associate with (I know, I know) and the ones I'm forced to spend time with, but, it's shit. Really. Aside from the fact that it doesn't actually make you a rock star, the music is generally... well, horrifying eighties power ballads or totally pointless metal.
The controller as well, alright, guitar shaped, fair enough, appropriate to the game but... well, it makes even more noise than the stuff on the screen, squeaking, tapping...

and they think they're allowed to go on the damn thing whenever the hell they like, despite requests not to because I would rather watch the news, listen to something on the radio, get on with some schoolwork or do my chores without the noise pollution or having to watch them stabbing elves or shooting nazis.
Sometimes I dislike them... no, mostly I think I should be allowed to beat them over the head with a frying pan when they're pissing me off.