Remember kids, just say no.
Never again will I go to Wal-Mart so late at night to buy food for about 5o people at Mom's job. Granted, first time experience, so I was amused, but really now, tired, and I had to load/unload around 15 bags 3 or 4 times. *traces bags under eyes* And poor Mom's trying to find a place for everything. (Here's a hint: throw the beer out. >>)

I bet RJ wouldn't mind--it'd be an excuse to go driving. Especially late at night, heh. If I hear one more obnoxious remark about standard versus automatic, someone's gonna be carless for a while. That booger is denied any access to my car; I pay enough for that thing as it is without worrying about teenage brother insurance. <<

*pokes at Miracle Water in plastic baggie* By the way, some problems never have answers. At least, not ones that we can find. Sometimes it's hard to know when we've searched all we can.
...and sometimes we keep searching long after we know we can't find it.

*yawn, stretch* My first time to work on a Sunday. Also my first solo shift at my new job. This'll prove most interesting.

Love deeply and sleep well. ^_^