It's Friday, Friday!

Too bad I have the awareness of a drunkard and/or pot junkie right now.

My brother had a bad night last night...
Some kid at school told him a story about a vampire coming through some girl's window and attacking her every night.
So he couldn't/wouldn't sleep.
He turned on every lightable electric device, and buried himself under his blankets.
Now, I was worried about the lad, and went in to check on him.
He asked me to sit in front of his door and play the guitar. I did for a while, and then went and slept on the couch in case he needed me.
(I know, I'm, like, the best big sister ever.)
He woke up in the middle of the night.
And got really scared.
And decided to come sleep on the couch with me.
Which means I was shoved into the little crack between the back of the couch and the cushions.
Awesome.
One hour of sleep, CHECK.
I learned a new song on the guitar, though!
It's a bit inconvenient, seeing as you have to re-tune 4 out of six strings.
Thank goodness I have two of those.
Lucky me.