Waiting.
Stop talking to her, brother. Lost's been waiting for hours now. Turn off the computer, come downstairs and watch Lost with me. It's far and away a better plan. Do that now.
(I know where I'm going wrong. I'm writing this on my LJ instead of shouting it up the stairs.)
(I know where I'm going wrong. I'm writing this on my LJ instead of shouting it up the stairs.)