My brother, he rules.

April 23rd, 2008

This is Zak, my little bro.

You met Jacob, my youngest brother here. Zak is the middle child. Allow me to speak candidly to all you middle children out there, on behalf of all of us first-born: you guys have it the hardest. You really do. Although us oldest kids might have perfection issues, and had to babysit the rest of you from the day you were born and all that, you middle kids have it rough. By the time you were walking and talking and graduating kindergarten, it was old news to the P’s.

Just sayin’ middle kids, your pain and suffering does not go unnoticed.

Anyway, Zak lives out in the suburbs, and I seriously hardly ever see him, ever. I added this to my list of problems, which kind of makes me feel like a bad sister, visiting him is something I should do anyway, but adding it to the list made it happen sooner than it might have otherwise. You know how these things go; I’ll come next week, oh next week isn’t good now, what about the 5th? ok, well I’ll call you…

Zak picked me up from the train station with his friend Joe. And if you can’t tell that Joe listens to the String Cheese Incident, then you aren’t paying attention:

Grandma? Is that you?

JK, Joe’s a total sweetheart, I love that kid.

After heading back to Z’s all grownsed up apartment, we went to On the Border, a little mexican chain that I used to work at back in my early 00’s glory days. Actually, I made serious cash as a cocktail waitress there. Perhaps I should revisit that career.

We drank delicious margaritas and had guacamole and fajitas til I felt sick.

Based on the look on his face, Z feels sick too. That’s Jill to his left, his girlfriend.

Then, back to his place for wii games and more drinks. It was a work night too. I felt great the next day, really great.

this photo, it wasn’t staged. I was not making him pose here, not one bit.

Then we had a good laugh over the fact that this was his halloween costume last year. He was a… dude with.. a hat.. on.

I have the same butt-chin. Thanks Parents.

Yes! I only have 3,000,000 more problems to go.

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