I thought I was going fucking crazy yesterday. I couldn't sleep all morning because I heard bad drumming, and screaming. Turns out a band was practicing somewhere. What band practices at 6AM on a Saturday morning, I have no idea. They are obviously lame just by the determination in their rehearsal schedule, and will be shunned by me, should they ever Hit It Big.

After the drumming had stopped my head continued to pound, so I came home from work during lunch hour to try and fit in a nap. My brain was killing me. Unfortunately, I was unable to doze, due to someone else nearby practicing their bagpipes. Badly. And loudly.

BAGPIPERS. For God's sake, BAGPIPERS ARE RUNNING AMOK THROUGH MY NEIGHBORHOOD.