Thursday I got sammiches at the grease trucks for Neil and myself and got us each a Fat Darrell (they're still only $4! Same as when I was in school! Sweet.) and drove home.
Friday Mitch and I went down to Baltimore to see an Orioles game, to see Cal Ripken play. The stadium was beautiful, so much brick. The game wasn't too exciting; stuff only really happened in one inning, and we weren't really paying attention then because we were walking around, checking out the ballpark. And Baltimore right outside Camden Yards isn't too nice; BUT, a man did come up to us, to tell us that Mitch's wife's [sic] hair was "awesome". I drove home from Baltimore, and that's when my back really started to hurt.
It was getting a little better today, but then I pulled it again leaning over. I realized that I do a lot of fun things that involve leaning over: like putting my pants on, getting up out of a couch, etc. Having a hurty lower back makes those things painful.
And tomorrow I'm driving round trip to Michelle's house in Long Branch. At least I feel a little better about NOT going on a road trip right now. Though I am jealous as hell. (My hair was purple and blue first, though, so neh.)