So, on a last moment masochistic wtf whim, I drove 16 hours to see my parents. I'm going to be here for Xmas, and the rest of the week.
*thunks head against wall*
Word of advice: Don't drive 16 hours with your only stops being to wee and top off the gas tank. Worse, don't let your roadtrip meals all come from the two two-liters of Pepsi Max, 2 chili cheese burritos from Taco Bell, and a king size Reese's Sticks that you picked up at the beginning.
I have a torn rotator cuff in my left shoulder. It's on fire right now.
I cannot fathom why I'm here. Why I drove all this way.
Add to that, I got no further comments on my story since Saturday. :(
BLARG!
Thank you.
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Home
there is no place like HOME for the HOLIDAYS maybe on the way back you can pull over for a quick nap HUGS :-)
What's the old saying?
Home is where they have to take you in?
~And so it goes...
You must have some reason.
to have driven so far. On the other hand, please take care of that shoulder. Been there done that, and it hurts! At least on the way back, take it easy. :)
Hugs
Grover
WELL, top this!
The last time I went to see my 74 year old brother I had taken a friend with me ... she was ahead of me when we got to the front door, which was open. So, as we walk in, I notice that my brother had his penis in his hand.
I was so shocked that I just acted like it had not happened. We stayed a few minutes and left ... What the Hell, over !!!!! He knew we were coming ...
I will go to his funeral, I suppose.
G