My brother is in town for a few days; he has an interview at some place in DC (I am an awesome sister and clearly know all the details). He is crashing on our couch because he recently graduated college and my parents would rather us be all holed up in our teeny, tiny apartment than pay for a hotel. Our mom did send money for our dinner last night, so I guess that makes it okay.
Anyway, we all headed out for some drinks tonight after work. To preface the scene at the bar, let me just tell you that my brother may or may not be the biggest smart ass in the entire world. He always has a witty comment and is quick to make judgments on anything and everything anyone says and/or does.
With that said, I cannot remember ONE THING that I wanted to blog about. He literally said 923597 things that were blog worthy, and hear I sit not recalling one of them. Why does this always happen? I guess I am getting old and need to start writing all the funny stuff down. Welcome to my mid-twenties?
Five Things Friday
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