Evidently, I feel far worse about disappointing my older brother than I do about disappointing my own mother.

Huh.

I'm sure there's some nice psychological explanations for that one. I'll figure it out later.

Meantimes, I'm gonna hurry up and start applying for this civilian position at the Vancouver Police that I've been putting off for way too long.

. . . . yeah, those two things weren't related at all, I'm sure. Or not.