Angry. My sibling had news that they did not qualify for the job they applied for. To help them feel better (I'm assuming), we watched some Monty Pythons Flying Circus! Well, most of us. Mom got upset that we weren't paying attention to her, so she talked over the show at times, as well as trying to bit us into responding by saying things like "I'll just send these (assuming they're memes or such) to my friend Matt in England! Good thing I have him to talk to about these things. He'll get it". Gods give me strength.
On a brighter note, I'll actually be able to afford art maybe! First time in a long while!