hathycol | (no subject)

So, I accidentally left you all hanging. No idea what I was rambling about, though; sorry!

My parents are away for the weekend and Megan and I have agreed a ceasefire on the basis that we need to stick together for the dog. We are eating seperately and I am on a fourteen-hour shift (oh, god, what a mistake to sign up for that) tomorrow which means that we should roughly some across each other for about three hours maximum all weekend.

More importantly, however, Dad has left behind both his cars and his car keys.

I am COMPLETELY LEGAL TO DRIVE THIS CAR. I am on Dad's insurance and whatever he is insured to drive, so am I. It's not as though Dad's car is particularly new and shiny but bear in mind that I've been milk floats go quicker than my car at times. Dad's car is purple, with a big shiny engine, no dents, no rust, and purrs in comparison to the agonised growling my car lets out.

I would phone and ask first, obviously. El Parento are on sonme sort of whacked out hippy camp in Penrith (I have no idea why. Neither do they) so they are probably either pissed, stoned, or both right now. Therefore, asking now might be a good idea.

Hmmm. I have already stolen Dad's Magical Tape To Make MP3 Players Work, but that's just borrowing. I think he'd notice if I nicked his car.

OH THE MORAL QUESTIONS.

Now I am going to go and do something CRAZY. Because the house is all mine!