Thoughts Of Your Future Dictator

Graduation practice was freaking gay (as usual). But the *fun* festivities didn’t begin until afterwards. I had just gone through the light after leaving the church and had to stop. The car behind me skidded and hit the right backside of my dad’s G35 Sports Coupe . Tons of fun you betcha! It still runs thankfully (it’s just a nasty dent in the back). I ran Jollo and Rod home, stopped by where my dad was and he checked out the car. He wasn’t in angry mode! Mom unit was panicky of course. After that, I filled up the gas, picked up the dry cleaning, picked up the Blackberry I am to figure out how to use, and came home. I wonder how many stupid comments will emerge from Morgan tonight? Maybe he won’t notice