Rude, brother.

I received this text from my brother 2 days ago, 

"Go to YouTube and type in I love cats. 

This is you in 3 or 4 years when you're not married and 

don't understand why.

hahahaha!"

My brother is a jerk.  (Not really though)

And I'd just like to clear up, If I am not married in 3 or 4 years, I won't be wondering why; I'll be surfing in Australia. 

The text I never, ever imagined myself sending.

Here it is: 

"Well see there was a fish bowl. 

And there was like ten fish in it. 

Mostly goldfish.

And if the fish all got in the middle

of the bowl a whirlpool would start and the fish

would spin around sooooo fast! 

It was supposed to be fun for them

but I didn't know that 

and I ran upstairs and told my dad and I was panicking so bad

and he was like ok whatever and got in the shower 

and I was like why are you showering?! 

The fish! The fish! 

And I went downstairs and it had stopped

and there was one little hole in the side of the tank

and a goldfish was sticking his head out over and over

and my mom and Jae kept poking his head back in 

but I didn't dare touch it. 

The end. 

My hand hurts."

That was the dream I had yesterday morning. I texted it to Jason while I was at a plasma donating center and upon re-reading it to myself I burst out laughing. Like a good 'ol belly laugh that leaves you crying. And people stared a lot, and I felt like I needed to stop laughing, which never ceases to make me laugh harder, longer, and louder. Good times.