It's crazy, I know.

I had a weird dream last night. Should have written it down earlier, but I remember the most, uhm, weird part. I was standing outside on some street corner in Manhattan listening to Hoobastank's Crawling in the Dark and singing along. That was it. Singing along word-for-word. Like...huh? On waking I asked around and no one was listening to any rock stations, so it wasn't playing. I think the spazzy tax guy was singing a part of the song yesterday, after we'd started pumping him for information on the test (he kept singing "I've been crawling in the dark/looking for the answers" - the man swore he was clever).

( Yesterday's Tax Class Happenings )

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My brother came in here while I was typing this and started ranting about my father. Heh. Story of my life. I told him to go to an away school. I've been telling ALL of them to go to an away school. See what they get when they don't listen to me?
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Me: [reading off McDonald sign] "We APPERCIATE your business". Look at that spelling in action.
Bro 1: Ha! A McDonalds education at work. Did these people finish high school? What type of tests did they have to take to get a job there? It's probably like SpongeBob's Krabby Patty test.
Me: The questions are probably like "How much lettuce is there in a Big Mac?"
Bro 2: Or "How much meat is there in a Quarter Pounder?"
Bro 1: Ha. "Is there cheese in a cheeseburger?"
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Yes. I've trained them well. We're all soulless creatures that mock and snark.