I’m not crazy.

OK, so maybe I am crazy but I’m not having auditory hallucinations. Here’s the buzzy sound from my window. Yeah, they’re still not going to do anything about it but at least there’s proof that there’s something wrong. I’m not sure if I should file a complaint with the contractor’s board. Ah, well.

I felt kinda miserable at work today, a little off my feed. Not that it kept me from eating or anything. It sure didn’t stop Dave from torturing me for an hour. I can’t even remember what sort of odd pushup hybrid he had me doing that made me lose my breath. Oh, well, that’s what I pay him for.