Someone in my neighborhood thinks that it's cute to shoot off bottle rockets, fire crackers, and Piccolo Pete's at 2:00 in the morning, on a Sunday night....(technically Monday morning). They did this last night as well as on the previous Sunday (June 29th)....bastards!
If I wasn't so tired/hopped up on pain killers last night, I would've reached for the phone & called the po-po, but I had no idea where the fireworks were coming from and wasn't 100% sure that I wasn't dreaming the whole thing up.
The need for pain-killers was due to a pinched nerve in my upper back, that I had had for nearly a week. By Friday night, the pain had become constant and really f*ckin annoying. As of today, the pain is almost completely gone...no need to send flowers.
The 3-day weekend flew by way too fast, but it was pretty relaxing, despite the back pain (I swear my body is revolting against me lately!). I have a feeling that this week is going to be a short one too, as I MAY call in sick on Friday. I'm going to see Yaz (or Yazoo if you're outside of the US) at the Orpheum on Friday...I can't wait !