They are now calling me Old Lady Brooks at work. Wanna know why? I wasn't going to post about this because I was ashamed of my stupidity, but here goes.

On New Years Eve, my neighbors were having a crazy party - one of those where everything in my apartment was vibrating from their music. The pictures were rattling on the walls and I could feel the bass beats in my bed - and my bed isn't even on the wall that is shared with my neighbor.

So after complaining at 3am, I banged on the wall (the stupid part). And my right wrist is STILL hurting, and it's freakin Thursday already.

Thus, Old Lady Brooks.