The Brother Mine

The brother mine can go to hell and rot there for eternity. In fact he probably will, but that's just my opinion. Someday it will be fact. I apoligize to anybody who was exposed to his post- that's what I get for leaving my desktop up. I won't be that stupid again.
Anyway, other than living in a house with a complete asshole, it's been a good day. Easy chem exam followed by fifteen minutes of meaningless limericks. I thought I was going to have to stay more than the hour and a half- I usually do- but I actually finished early! Quelle suprise!
When I got in from the exam I scared Peter half to death. I was singing in the kitchen...I guess he thought I was some random singing burgeler. The first thing he said to me was, "You have a major problem." Awwwww, I'm gonna miss Pete next year.
After yummy yummy Annie's for lunch I went online and found out the news of the hour: Phil et Ang sont fini. That was sad. I hope you feel better Phil! And stay hydrated!
Then I went to Starbucks with Naomi and Kim and Moyer and Chistina and Dana and Stan. On a happier note- Christina is feeling great! Yay, Christina! You rock! I got a sub at Subway because, um, I wanted one and Stan was sitting next to me and I was jealous of his food. Then we hung out at Target, but didn't see Mike Davidson. Oh My Goodness Gracious, they have the coolest hats there ever in the world. Yes, yes they do. They're huge and floppy and really really comfy and they look really silly. They rock, and kudos to Alex Moyer for discovering them! I love hats...but it's just not the same without Elric. Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, will you tell him that I miss his expert hat advice? Actually, I should write him a letter and tell him myself. Hmmm, I should probably write Q a letter, too, but that involves effort. I don't think he likes me, anyway. French pothead...
Did anyone else get a letter from Vector? I have no idea what this company is or what it does, but they want to give "Selected 2004 H.S. Graduates" a job. I haven't graduated yet. So there to them. Plus it says "customer, sales and service positions available." I'm not very outgoing, so I don't think I'd be any good at those things. This job just isn't meant for me. Eh, ca va. C'est la vie, n'est pas?
Oh, and Mrs. Kratzenberg called. She can't come to our huge grad party. :(