Part of an email from my brother this morning:

I did have to deliver to a retirement home today. The receptionist asked who the delivery was for in front of a bunch of the old people. When I told her who the package was for, a lot of the old people just turned and stared at me. Turned out, the person the package was going to had died that morning.

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Today I went looking at cars. Stopped in at the Toyota dealership since I knew where that was and couldn't remember where the Nissan place was off the top of my head. The guy was a weasle. I didn't like him right off. He seemed to loose interest in answering my questions or showing me cars when he asked when I was buying and I said 'not today.'

Weasle:What are you intersted in today?
Me: The Camry
Weasle: We sell alot of those.
Me: Yeah, I hear its the most stolen car in the US.
He pretended not to hear me.

Before I even looked or asked or anything I sat down and made a list of must have things I want in my car. Then I bought a magazine that lists all the new cars and the standard and optional features as well as a price breakdown on everything.

What I want sets it at a $19,000 minimum. I want V6 with overdrive, cloth seats, 4 door. My list is open to negotations but that means I'd be settleing and it better be for a damn good price or I'm not interested.

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Went to eat with Beth and Sue at a Vietnamese place last night. Met alot of thier friends that they talk pretty much nonstop about. But then they talk pretty much nonstop anyway.

And I met Alain. Pretty in a Johnny Depp sort of way, and way prettier than I had imagined. I bet him and Shannon made an adorable couple. They would have had pretty babies. He's one of those that are so good looking you couldn't look at him. Nice hands and definatly gave Firestone James a run for his money. Grant said he'd either get me Firestone James for my birthday or an airbake cookie sheet so I'd stop bringing in burnt cookies. How about if I just stopped bringing in cookies altogether, how 'bout that?

Carl showed up at Grant's party. I was surprised. He looked tired and sad. He had just came from work and it was around midnight when he showed up. Said after getting casino night done he wrote some emails and then left. The way he said 'wrote some emails' was a bit louder than he normally talks and very pointed. Sure enough when I got home I checked and he had replied. I think he's on to me, but he keeps responding. He dropped hints about what is going on at work, I think he's planting them so see if I say anything and track the 'rumor' back to me.

Fat chance hot lips.