I don't really plan for others to be viewing this, but I made one. I think it has something to do with my absolute boredom at the moment. My brother has come home for the weekend from his home in Austin, TX and my mom advised that I stay home to spend time with him. I went to work out early this morning when he was supposed to be at an estate sale with my mom and when I came home he was at his dad's house. A few hours after he came back, his friends came over. They're all playing poker now. I can't play and I don't have any money. Not exactly my idea of a sibling pow-wow, Mom. We did eat dinner together. I love him. I just hate how Mom is when he's home. I can type in paragraphs, I'm just choosing not to.