Well, shit, the shock of awakening that suddenly and sharply ensured that all systems were on overdrive, so I managed to shut down the warning klaxons from the Red Alert, only to discover that sleep was no longer in the building. OK, I think, might as well just start the morning ritual early, no biggie. Lean over to turn on the lamp (my head is directly above it), and the lightbulb blows out. Ever noticed how a dying lightbulb never just fades, it goes out in a blaze of glory, a "blinding" flash, as it were? Well, one of my eyes sure got a good close look at it...at least it was my bad eye (the other is just a problem, but not malicious).
All this before 7am. Man, this doesn't bode well. The only plus is that it appears my DVDs of Friday the 13th 3 and 4 may have come in...gotta wait for the office to open to find out, though.
