Menu: (1) one Starbucks six-shot Cafe Americano; and (2) one Flexeril tablet. If there’s one good thing about mysterious back ailments, it’s that they give you the GOOD drugs.

Morning Commute Soundtrack: This Year’s Model by Elvis Costello. Although his earliest hit Allison had already revealed the crooner lurking within, this 1978 release brought us EC in full snarling, sneering Angry Young Man form. (He later confessed that this was the product of lots of booze and coke.) The songs are good, but I believe this album is honestly bad for your attitude. After a few listens, you may feel a bit snarly yourself. I once learned that I was in need of a SERIOUS ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT when I was listening to George Harrison sing about lovely George Harrisony things and abruptly growled Oh, fuck you anyway, George, with your happy horseshit and put on This Year’s Model instead.

On tomorrow’s agenda: More coffee, more Flexeril, and Rilo Kiley for the morning commute.