Sick Transit

After yesterday's annoyance with slow buses, I decided to take a different bus in to work. I got to the stop and the bus was 10 minutes out.
8 minutes later, it was 8 minutes out.

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One of our smoke alarms went off at 12:30 AM. It kept going until 1 AM.
If yesterday's clients hadn't been coming in this morning, I probably would have worked from home today. Sooo tired.

Posty McPosterson

But this early morning dream needed to be shared.

I was in an Evil Dead-type movie, simultaneously the Bruce Campbell-like lead character and watching it. I wasn't Ash; I had two hands, and the weapons I used to effectively fight the Deadites were a very heavy hammer/mallet, and in the other hand an axe with a lighter mallet back.

Things went relatively predictably; the part that was watching the movie decided to fast-forward the climactic 15-20 minutes of splattergore as all the characters fought and died gruesomely. In the last bit, we were being overwhelmed and one of the last other living people sacrificed himself to take out the Big Bad. With gumballs. I don't remember precisely how but I kind of wish I did...

No, I haven't been watching the Evil Dead series reboot. My brain just decided to go there.