In 1991 I was 29 and back living with my parents while I went back to school for my bachelor's degree. Living at home wasn't the best, but it wasn't all that bad either....except for the fact that I also worked at McDonald's. Had to be there at 6:00 am and it was a 20 minute drive from home, which meant I had to leave the house by around 5:30 am which meant I had to get up around 4:00 am - every morning - OUCH! That's when I started sleeping with ear plugs because my younger brother was also living at home at the time. His bedroom was right across the hall from mine and he had a nice stereo and an even nicer big TV in his room. I had to be in bed by 8:00 pm if I wanted to be somewhat functional the next day and he was just getting home from work and relaxing in front of the TV at about that time.

Fortunately I gradeated in December of 1991 and by Feb of 1992 I had a job in Chicago so I was faaaar away from his TV, but then I had to sleep with earplugs because I lived right on a main street and the street noise kept me awake.

Now I find it impossible to fall asleep without earplugs, even when we're out in themiddle of the woods and it's dead silent....all thanks to my brother.

Oh, and don't get me started on what kind of work I did at McDonald's...

I'll take about 3 of those anniversary punch thingys. Sounds kind of sickly sweetly good.