In Honor of M. Python

so, Drs. Gumby – what’s the prognosis?

Yooour braeeen huuurts!!!  Yooour braeeen huuurts!!!  Yooour braeeen huuurts!!!  Yooour braeeen huuurts!!!

thank you, Drs. Gumby.

at any rate,  yeah.  i still haven’t heard from the fellas at the car shop; today it’s been a week since i’ve had my car.  i want it back.  i want it back so bad … i’ve been waking up 5 or 6 times a night for the past 4 nights … i’ve got a headache today that would kill a bull.  i just want this whole God-forsaken mess to be over with!! 

on a lighter note, however, i think my mom brought my brother home from OSU for the summer, so i’m gonna call and see if he’ll still come to kareoke with us.  >^_^<  heeheehee … i hope he does, and i hope Heather’s there, and i hope that no one decides that he needs to be carded on principal.  he’s not even remotely interested in drinking, so that’s no problem.  it’s just that he’s technically not allowed in the bar cuz it’s 21+ only.  but Heather said that she’s okay with it as long as he behaves himself, and no one says he needs to be carded.

oh well … i suppose i should be working right now … i’m so tired i think i’ve gone temporarily ADD.  i can’t keep my mind on ANYTHING.  *sigh*

back to the grindstone …