Thought... Thought... Fail.

Thought one: I watch too much Burn Notice.

Case and point: Some guys are doing some work on our emergency generators at work. In so doing they have left behind some barrels of diesel fuel. Normal. Unless you watch too much Burn Notice. I found myself cautiously checking out the barrels today, looking for detonators, exposed wires, and then got into an argument with myself about how big the blast would be and if where I sat was likely to be destroyed. Yes, it was. I then remembered that diesel fuel, on its own, wasn't a good explosive base, so I almost went inside and started Goggling what would make diesel into a more effective explosive. It was at that point that I remembered, that looking up explosives at work was, how you say, BAD. I thought better of it and got back to work.

Thought two: I watch too much Supernatural.

I have been hearing things. Seeing things. I keep thinking I'm seeing things moving out of the corner of my eye at my desk, in the sewers outside, hiding in the woods. I hear weird creaks in my house and my scary room actually scares me till I remember that, oh yeay, IT'S A FREAKING TV SHOW! Then I calm down.

And Fail.

Tried to go to my first Capoeria class this evening. I made it all the way from work to Newark in under an hour, found the classroom and it's full of yoga people. So I checked with the people and the class started two hours later than I expected. Dammit. On the plus side, it's easy to email them and double check when the damn classes are. Try again next week I will.