Sechs, sechs, sechs. Haha! That reminds me of when I was in German class and we had to do group work. We'd always come up with awesome group names. My personal favorite (go figure) was always Gruppe G6. If you pronounce it auf Deutsch, it sounds like "group gay sex." That's hot.

Anyway, so no rapture today. I was kind of disappointed. I've had a good run. No real festivities either. I'm thinking tonight I might go with Daniel to see The Omen. I don't know if I'll be able to handle a scary movie, but it just feels so appropriate. Plus, I like a good Antichrist as much as the next guy.

I had a most industrious night last night. Let me see if I can explain. I went to bed at a fairly reasonable hour. I put my two phones on their chargers, set my alarm, turned off the lamp and went to bed. This morning I woke up around 7:15, well before my alarm. That's pretty unusual for me. I looked up to see what time it was and my fucking clock was GONE! This might disturb any other schmoe, but it didn't really strike me as odd. I looked around to see where it had gone and found it in bed with me, unplugged. Also unplugged and laying on the bed were my two phones still attached to their chargers and my nightstand lamp. I also threw in the camera for good measure, but it wasn't plugged in. The best part of it is, all of this is well outside my arm's reach, so I had to have been up and out of bed unplugging shit and throwing it in the bed with me. I was pretty confused but I think it might have something to do with a phone call I missed around 3am. I bet I heard my phone buzzing, thought it was the alarm clock, probably tried hitting snooze a few times, and then decided to unplug everything. That's the best guess I can come up with anyway.

Fuck man, I know this sucks, but it does occasionally make life a little more entertaining!