i drove jlee to the airport sunday night and, upon return, found my brother had parked his car on the curb in front of our driveway preventing me from putting the bullet into the garage. consider me irked. nevermind that earlier in the day he had already washed my sheets with his bathroom floor mat and taken out the garbage without taking out the garbage. also nevermind that 20 feet behind him as a nice parking space he could have taken which would not have blocked my access to the driveway or the garage.

anyway, moving on. so kevin’s car is parked in front of our driveway, the garage door is completely open, and the garage lights are on, but no one’s actually in the garage. i’m a little more irked at this point because a couple weeks ago he called me up wondering why our electricity bill had gone up 66% last month and here he was wasting heat and electricity. deep sigh. i go find parking on the street, head into the garage and close the garage door behind me. i leave the lights on in case kevin was planning on doing another load of laundry.
the brother stayed for about an hour before leaving. we said our goodbyes and i decided to watch an episode of the daily show before i go out and drive the car into the garage. daily show ends. i’m in a bit of a better mood, grab my keys, head into the garage and . . . . the garage lights are still on. now, what the fuck? brother couldn’t turn off the garage lights on his way out? eessh.

incredibly obvious that i need to get out of this place for a little while.

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