"My Mother's my sister."

Sick, like a depraved junkie, I headed over with Kurt to his new place. We played "Grand Theft Auto 3" for nearly 10 hours yesterday, to the point I was seeing it in my sleep when I crashed at his place for the night. Since we stayed up so late, I didn't end up waking up till after one in the afternoon, and even then the first thing we did was try the mission he was stuck on the night before. We need help.

Anyways, we killed the day here in his neck of the woods and ended up playing "Asshole" with his co-worker Jo again. This non-standard keyboard I am typing on isn't helping the fact I had a crappy game of "Asshole" and drank a good share of alcohok, yet I am here in the Pc-bong. Posting....it's also an excuse to look up online guide books for GTA3. Goodness. I need help.