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Howdy folks. My kind brothers in town this weekend. Which is fun. I went and picked him up from Milwaukee and drove back here with him and his girl. I've met her before but I don't know her super well. I inflicted games of twenty questions on them. At some point my brother and I were fairly crude. But not too crude. Just fun. It was like a verbal version of gay chicken but mostly so that we can have the excuse to say no weird shit. Which we continued to say for the rest of the evening. It started with him saying If you get a real job I can move into your apartment and you can be my sugar daddy. But no weird shit. Something about a gay incestuous sugar daddy followed up with hey That's some weird shit. And ended up with fine I can be the sugar daddy and we'll just go be gay with other people. Neither of us were gay. But my brother's girls reaction to this conversation was priceless. She commented that this was perhaps the most wrong conversation she ever heard to brothers have. Mostly it was hilarious.

This was yesterday. Also I got into Grad School! Hah! I'm a student again! I'm a Grad student. Yeah I'm okay saying that even though I haven't replied or signed up for any classes yet. It's better than being unemployed and living with my parents. That's not what I am. I'm a Grad Student. Boo ya!

Couldn't find a decent job. But with good grades... and a Masters in Computational Finance hopefully that will change. So in two or so years I might be a contributing member of society for the first time... Or maybe things will go really well and I'll get good financial aid and go from a masters to a doctoral program and become a professor and never have to be a contributing member of society for the rest of my life. Not likely but a man can dream.

Have a nice day folks. Sorry for botherin all' y'all.