I got a bit caught in the rain on the way home tonight, which I thought nothing of, since I was headed straight for the shower anyways. When I got out, however, I almost had a heart attack. There was a bright flashing light in my hallway. At first I thought maybe it was from something happening on the street, but as I got closer to my bedroom door it became very apparent that it was not. The light was most definitely coming from my front hallway.

Then I thought about Bob and who killed Laura Palmer and I almost fell over. Instead, I decided to face sudden death head on and go find out wtf was going on.

Turns out my bike light was full of water and malfunctioning. Good news for me (i.e. no psycho killers in the apartment tonight), but my legs are still shaky from the scare.

I have to stop watching Twin Peaks.