my brother is wack

So I’m starting to get more details about my new 'roommate' as time goes on, first of all, my brother lived in the dorm with him Freshman year (1995-6) and that’s how they know each other. Dude tells me that he didn’t even know that Bryan even HAD a brother. (thanks bro).

This job that he had all lined up fell through, so he don’t have a job right now. I’m wondering to myself, ‘who in the hell is going to rent you an apartment if you ain’t got no job?!’ I can already tell, I’m going to have to go into my room, drink a glass of Haterade and eventually have some words with Lionel. (I call him Lionel because the brotha looks like he’s got two meatballs in his cheeks like Lionel Richie.)

To top things off, my brother doesn’t even come home last night, leaving me to entertain and talk to Lionel about how terrible the job market is these days…… I’m trying to tell this guy that it will be extremely difficult to secure a job and an apartment in a week, but he has some sort of delusional self-confidence that has his hopes up. He’s got about 4 more days before I grab his ass for real.

In other news, I’m tired of hearing y’all bitch about there not being enough sex in my stories, so I’m going to try to do something about that this weekend. This is in your hands, so vote now. Should I hook up with:

A) The bald girl

B) The Fire Spinner

C) Old School Head

D) The Ex-girlfriend

E) Or, leave them all alone Curt, get and some new pu$$*

Vote Now.

-c

CD of the moment: Sebastian Bach – “Partitas nos. 2, 4, and 5”