Editor This summer was a pain in the ass. Literally. My summer full of basketball, Bulls' games and late nights came to a screeching halt when I found out I had to have surgery on my lower back. For weeks before and weeks after the surgery, it hurt to sit down. (Imagine falling on your tailbone. Now imagine feeling like that every day.) Unfortunately, my wound required another person to change the dressing. Fortunately, I had many able roommates. For the past two years, I've lived in a Chapel Hill version of "The Real World."