Friday the 13th - I refuse to leave my apartment

Well everyone,

1 it seems is a lonely number.  I think my blogmate done left me for greener pastures.  Today though, I have some bigger issues to worry about.  It's Friday the 13th all (ZOMG).  As per usual, I woke up to the sound of the 3 separate alarms I have set up on my cell phone, absentmindedly did all of the math problems to snooze for an hour, then staggered off to the shower for 20 minutes.

Today though, the old rituals provided no comfort and I was trying to rouse myself out of the dispirited funk that I've found myself in today.  This is unusual - I am generally quite a happy person after an hour of snooze and a 20 minute shower.  So I sat down and gave it a good thunk, and realized that "well shit, it's Friday the 13th maybe that's it."

Maybe it is, maybe it isn't.  I'm somewhat convinced that Friday the 13th superstition/bad luck only applies to white people. But to cover all bases I'm putting myself in lockdown in the apartment until the stroke of midnight.  In the last two years I've been living in Seattle, I've discovered that the occasional 24 hour spell of self imposed isolation is good for the soul.  Gives me time to catch up on reading, cleaning, and time on the couch watching bad On Demand Horror movies.  Or maybe I'll geek out and start investigating the pros and cons of all of the different Hadoop distros out there.  That sounds like fun!

So I bid you adieu until tomorrow all.  Hope the sun is shining wherever you all are!  And for all you Wonder bread folks out there, look out!  It's Friday the 13th, you melanin challenged bitches.  Repent!