Brother Things
I was in the Edgewood Target parking lot today and I looked over before backing out and my younger brother had just parked in the spot next to me. WHOA Y’ALL SMALL WORLD, I BUMP INTO MY BROTHER IN THE CITY WE BOTH LIVE IN. SPOOKY.
He was there to buy sunglasses and said he had lost his aviators a few months back. Oh wait? Like the aviators that appeared in my purse and I asked everyone whose they were and they weren’t any of my friends’ so I kept them and wore them? Yeah those aviators. Oh whoops, a lens on those aviators broke, like yesterday. Really. WEIRD.
Knock on the door at 11pm and I’m sitting here with an acne mask on my face watching recorded eps of Gilmore Girls. Uh who is there? Nathan Thomas Roberts says the voice. Natedawg biked over here for some reason. We live closer than he thought. Oh okay. Living near family is nice I guess. Good thing my parents don’t pop in, they live 5 minutes away too.
This post has no point. Just lots of bro-time this week. And that dude left my damn toilet seat up. JUST LIKE OLD TIMES.
