I didn't think I'd have internet, but I'm leeching off of the neighbor's internet connection at my grandma's house. On my brother's computer. Oh yeah, I feel the karma stacking up.
Tonight, I was strongly encouraged to attend a religious institute class. It's not that I mind the concept of the class, but the individuals attending are not my kind of people, to say the least. They seem to be filled with the irresistible urge to say the most mundane things as if they were profound. My brother and I had to literally bite on our fingers to stop from laughing at a certain point. It was very, very painful.
Brother Boring: "God's creation! I just go outside and it's so... beautiful!"
another brother: "Yeah, I feel a burning in my bosom."
My brother: "And on my back." (it's been over 100 degrees every day this week)
Despite the wit of my brother, the quote of the day goes to Grandma: "I'm a lonesome widow....I go out looking for these stray men..."