my little brother
My little brother NEEDS to do choir or musical or something. He spent all day today wandering around humming/whistling/singing-off-key. No joke, *all day*. Starting at 6:00 am this morning, singing Agony from the musical last year, though how he remember that much of it I have no idea. Oh lord, there he goes again. He's still singing it. I caught him whistling "Memory" from Cats in school. I think he'd be great in choir at the very least if only he were a *tad* less self-conscious. Gah! Frustrating!