As I write this, I am watching Fist of Fury III, a Bruce Lee-free (sniff!) sequel to Bruce's big screen adult debut. I took the day off to relax.
This past week has been hellish with three nights of 4 hours sleep at most.
Though the first two were from stress, last night's insomnia was courtesy of my Portuguese neighbors... a husband-and-wife team that specializes in chewing each other out (or their children) at all hours of the day. The usual highlight is Saturday morning but last night was definitely Fight Night. The hollering started at 11PM and kept on solid until 12PM with various sounds of furniture (or bodies?) hitting our common wall. My banging on the wall was met with a F-U in broken English... My call to the police for "disturbing the peace" was mysteriously cut off and so I went to bed.
Getting up at 4AM to drive my wife to the airport, we were amazed to find that they were still yelling at each other!!!