Every time I began to fall asleep, my brother would wake up yelling about leg cramps. No, really. And once he was truly awake in earnest (which was of course just as I had finally fallen asleep) he started in with the rap music. I was too irritated to sleep anymore by that point and decided to get on with my morning. This afternoon, I couldn't take it anymore and came home for a brief nap, and...well, *sigh*. Let's just say I feel that instead of the stop sign on my back, there must be a cosmic "kick me" sign because I feel like the butt of a sophmoric prank in a lame sitcom.
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