So yesterday my back starts hurting like a BITCH again, and still no word about prce. I really hope I can get the damn surgery on Thursday and get it over with. I took some of the painkillers, came home and slept for a good.... 20 minutes. Why only 20 minutes you ask (you don't really ask, but pretend you do)? Because at 6:30pm I went to pick up Ester and went to the Mann to see "50 First Date." Very funny movie. Then we ate at Chipotle and met my brother-in-law's best man and his wife. Very uncomfortable. Ester's sister was at Tony Romas so we went and annoyed her and her friend for a little bit, then I came home. Here is the movie stub (I think it's better to have pictures of something that connected with the day instead of random pictures from photo.net, unfortuntely the Chipotle napkin, which I found hilareous, got messed up in the scanner... oh well):