Time: 4:56am. Brother comes downstairs to get his hockey gear so he can go train his kids. Sees me sitting at the computer.

Brother: What the fuck are you doing up?
Me: Watching Sarah Connor... didn't mean to...
Brother: Huh...

Brother proceeds to get his hockey stuff; I start downloading the next episode followed by typing this while feeling like an idiot.

Gaddamit . . .