drunk brothers and other nonesense

Well it's almost 3am on a Sunday morning and what am I doing. Cursing the day when my parents gave me a sibling, which apparently if you ask my parents I am responsible for.

Right now I have to stay awake until my brother passes out so that I can take away his laptop, which I'm sure he'll leave on. So to prevent any accidents, I'll move it. First I have to get my dog away from him too. The boy's nuts. I give it another 10 minutes and he'll be dead to the world. Why you would go out and get totally drunk and not get home until 2:30 when you work at 8am is beyond me, but that's his little mental plan.

In other news, Carla got into the faculty of medicine. YAY for Carla! HipHipHooray! HipHipHooray!! Smashing!

that about does it for me. I'm just bored, wide awake (I blame the sleeping in until 11:30 today) and the fact my brother is a weird drunk.

Toodles...