June 11th, 2007

devil inside

mom, he's having more fun than me!

My little brother called me last night, from Australia.

At first, I had a hard time hearing him, as it sounded like he was in the middle of a party. Turns out he was.

And why was he calling? He was calling to say hi, and give me a drunken play-by-play of how the race went and exactly what they had to do to get the fuel system working and who the car's owner bought the car from and many other things, but the main reason? He couldn't figure out how to call information there, so he (in Australia) called me (in Irvine) to get online and look up a phone number for Qantas (in Australia) so that he could call them and change his flight so he and Ronnie could stay there and party a few more days.

I love my brother, but I'm jealous.

I'm not jealous of what his cell phone bill is going to be, though.