The Things That Make Life Tolerable

As bad as things were last night, I can't help but smile this morning. Even though I woke up at six because of the noise people were making downstairs, my brother came and got me out of bed at about eight. Now he specifically asked me if we could listen to one of my favorite musicals, The Producers, so we are, and he's heard me listen to it so much he's starting to be able to sing along with the songs. It just makes me smile. And I'm going over to Nate's house today so we can shoot one of his neighbors, Joe, with a paintball gun and only give himself a plastic lightsaber to defend himself. It should be entertaining. I hope things get better.