That's where you put the porn and beer.

Today, I helped pack up the wagon and the Maxima and drove up to Austin to help move my bro into his dorm. I rode with Juan in the Maxima being that it was probably going to be the last time I rode in that car. Me and the Maxima have had many good times. Senior year of high school was very special and I will miss that car and all the attention I received because of it. On the trip up there, barely any words were exchanged between my brother and I except when he would ask me to switch the cds in the car stereo. Our soundtrack for the ride up was provided by Cake and CCR. We managed to get there in about one hour which surprised the hell out of me. Last time I drove there it took me 2 hours. But that's because I drive like a grandma and Juan drives like a race car driver. So there you go.

As we pulled up to his dorm, I became really jealous. I was overcome with this desire to transfer to UT and live in a dorm like this and go to school in Austin and be able to walk to the ginormous stadium and go to football games and be all school spirit, yay team, and go to events at the Frank Erwin Center where I saw U2 with my mom, etc., etc.

Anyways, my brother is living with his friend Nick. They're going to annoy the hell out of their neighbors by practicing their music. Nick plays the banjo which is why I have a little girl crush on him. Cute kid. I met his older brother today. Just graduated from UT and is starting at their law school in the fall. And I'll admit it...I developed a crush on him too. Those Garza boys...gotta love 'em.