I'm pretty sure they were doing construction on the condo next door all night long. I think Bushwick's newfound hipness is making life miserable for, uh, those people who moved out here back when we didn't have a Thai restaurant and a yoga studio and that guy with the bitchin' system parked his car outside in the street and blared vocoder-heavy music all day. I'm not trying to be imperious, but the place was way cooler when there wasn't obnoxious nightly construction.
Perhaps unrelated, I woke with a sore throat and a deep-seated throb in the head. I think it's gonna be a glorious day.