freakin' a at 7a

i've been sitting here on the computer, checking email, reading random articles, and just generally happy. all of the sudden. the phone rings. it must be my brother. who else would call at 7 am on a Sunday [he's a 13-14 hour time difference in japan]. but, no, it's a wrong number. he's very apologetic. okay. 5 seconds later. phone rings again. i knew it was the same guy. this time. he sounded a little drunk. however. he didn't call back. i'm not explaining this very well, but something definitely seemed off about the whole exchange.