Ro! Sham! Bo!
So I've taken to stealing Brandon's car. It's easy when you wake up earlier. Generally he doesn't realize I've done this until he actually has to go somewhere, and that's rare, since he works from home and we live on campus.
I have good reason, though. My car is getting older and is past its prime. His Nissan is only two years old, practically a toddler compared to my withered geriatric Honda. Plus, my car is a manual. Do you know what it's like to sit in stop-and-go traffic with a stick-shift? In high heels? I didn't think so.
Today Brandon met me for lunch, and he complained about having to drive my car. I smiled and announced that his car was now mine. He challenged me to a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors for the right to switch cars for the rest of the day. Best out of three. First round, my rock smashed his scissors. Second round, my paper was covered by his rock. Third round, my scissors cut his paper. Needless to say, I won, and should be considered a formidable opponent in Ro! Sham! Bo!
I like my new car. :)
I have good reason, though. My car is getting older and is past its prime. His Nissan is only two years old, practically a toddler compared to my withered geriatric Honda. Plus, my car is a manual. Do you know what it's like to sit in stop-and-go traffic with a stick-shift? In high heels? I didn't think so.
Today Brandon met me for lunch, and he complained about having to drive my car. I smiled and announced that his car was now mine. He challenged me to a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors for the right to switch cars for the rest of the day. Best out of three. First round, my rock smashed his scissors. Second round, my paper was covered by his rock. Third round, my scissors cut his paper. Needless to say, I won, and should be considered a formidable opponent in Ro! Sham! Bo!
I like my new car. :)
