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I went out to dinner with my brother this weekend because our parents are going to be in town next weekend and we decided we needed to get together to do some pre-planning, as it were. Also, to tell each other all the stories that we can't tell when there's a parental unit across the table. Over dinner, he outlined his plans to take first year intensive Russian over the summer, as well as to add the premed reqs to his schedule, 'just in case'. I think I have to take back everything I ever said or thought about him not being that much like me with regards to academics.

And then he said if he got his hands on the new Fall Out Boy CD before the official drop date (he does...something at the college radio station) he would rip it for me, despite any objections he might have their music. Awww. From my brother the indie snob, I think that is love.