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Just got into a huge screaming match with my brother that I'm surprised didn't degenerate into blows.  The bad part about living with family is that we know how to push eath other's buttons, and in the end we get so frusterated and angry that we are reduced to yelling the adult equivalent of "Stupid-head" and "Idiot" at each other.  When we were younger we used to get into terrible fights that involved black eyes and bloody lips.  He always thought, and rightly so, that if I'm mean enough to dish it out, I can take it.  The only reason we didn't come to throwing fists today is becuase his girlfriend was there, and my cousin, both quietly snickering in the background at our idiocy. 
But now that we've had time to cool down, since I took a shower and I'm sure his girlfriend talked to him, we both apologised and have agreed to let the matter drop.  Sigh.  Just twelve more months until I can get an apartment of my own.