Give Me a Brake (or 4)
So � I went to the dreaded VW dealership and they went ballistic when they saw them, etc. etc.
Anyway - $539 later I�m all good to go.
Just sitting here at the front desk watching CNN on the plasma screen. It�s all about the Pope right now.
Last night Jimbo came and stayed with me- awww, how sweet.
He then proceeded to eat and drink me out of house and home. He ate the rest of the peanut butter m&m�s and drank at least 4 C2s. He gobbled down chips and God only knows what else.
Boys and their snack foods. And their GAMES for that matter!
Good grief- I�m so sick of all of these games. I�m telling you now � that if the house were burning down around my brother, he�d say, �Wait � just let me finish this level.�
Case in point: I called him from the dealership last night (because I knew he was planning on coming over later anyway) to see if he could leave and come and get me and bring me home � since I wasn�t really prepared to have to leave the thing there overnight.
�Well� says he, �I guess I can be there in about an hour.�
�AN HOUR!!! THIS PLACES CLOSES IN 15 MINUTES!!!�
I heard the faint clicking and the little springy sounds of the Gamecube joystick.
Great dude. Leave your PREGNANT sister outside of a deserted VW dealership IN THE RAIN!!!
Then he�s all, �Well, I have to get ready!�
Now, he�s just coming over to my house. We�re going to eat dinner that I cook and watch a movie and then I�m going to bed while he stays up playing with our DVR and shoving handfuls of peanut butter m&m�s in his mouth. What he has to �get ready for� is beyond my understanding.
�Forget it. I�m calling Jessie.�
And I did. And she arrived promptly in 15 minutes.
Jimbo, I love you dude - but thank God our parents didn't stop having kids after you came along!
