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My brother asked me-in pretty much the most passive-aggressive fashion possible-why I hadn't done any research into schools. This proceeded to get me pissed off while went to pick up my sister. Which meant I was pissed off while she kept me waiting like she does with whoever picks her up. Which lead to a communication error while I was dropping her off which led to me coming home and my sister acting wounded and my mother patronizing at me. Not even the combo of Scrubs and Leverage could really cheer me up, and I am currently browsing the Cracked.com archives* in a desperate attempt not to go to bed scowling. No matter how much material I get out it, I don't actually like being pissed off.

Grah.

You know that Bible verse about not letting the sun set on your anger? I've long wondered what you do if it's already night.

*And looking at pictures of unicorns.