I hate it when you wake up the next morning to a construction crew, landscapers, and the fucking phone ringing at 5 am because some stupid radio station in Poughkeepsie, NY can't figure out I reside in San Diego and that when they say we'll do an interview at MY time of 8 in the morning it's 11 am back eat...
all the while my head is throbbing, and my throat feels like someone put talc in it while I was sleeping...
Happened this morning...and I am still recovering.
PS what's new Drav?