So, my brother's lounging around the living room reading the paper this morning while I'm praying.
He came across an article that he felt I just needed to hear, so he began reading it aloud.
Ordinarily, no big deal, but this was an article about how a study on premature babies born in the late 1970s (like yours truly) have shown a tendency towards lower intelligence and developmental disorders...
It doesn't matter that I don't quite fit the criteria for this study (I was a relatively large preemie, among other things,) he took yet another opportunity to take a jab at me.
If it's not one thing, it's another. My current lack of a job, my choice of schools, my girlfriend...
He just never shuts up.
I'm so glad he's leaving today...