Observations on a Monday morning

One unfortunate side-effect of Zippy's flat tire is that I get to walk to work. Even if it happens to be 5:30 am. Fun, eh? Early mornings do funny things to me, and here were some thoughts going through my head as I braved the chill and the early hour:

• I passed 3 girls running and could've sworn one of them was a friend . But then I realized that she lives in PG now and there's absolutely no way she'd be up at 5:30 running. Silly me.
  
• I passed the freshman dorms and was horrified to hear voices from the lighted window of one of their kitchens. Why a couple freshman boys would choose to be up at the unholy hour of 5:30 is beyond me (isn't there some type of Mormon weekend-hangover?).
  
• Two cars were parked right outside my building, where no cars had a right to be. They were running, and their lights were on. It looked suspicious/sinister. I was scared they were going to run me down. And then a person followed me into the building (without a key). I'm sure they were up to no good. If any mischief occurs today, I know who's responsible.
• My fashion suffers in the wee hours of the morn, especially when our laundry situation is particularly desperate. I'm wearing black socks and brown shoes. Dang it.
• The custodians were vacuuming when I was trying to record my first voice tracks. It was picking up on the mic. Don't they know that if they wait until 5:30, they've missed their chance? Come on dudes, you're throwing off my groove.
• As mentioned previously, my mind does some funny things in the morning, like convincing me that I missed a midterm last week. I was a tad panicked for a few minutes.
  
• I could've sworn that Peter VandeGraff (how DO you spell his name?) was playing the Lord of the Rings soundtrack this morning when I walked into the studio.
• The BBC news gets a little gruesome sometimes. I don't need to know about the gay British man who killed his lover and then cooked and ate him. Thanks, though.
• There's going to be a meteor shower tomorrow morning in the hours before dawn! I'll actually be up (and walking to work) at that point in my life.
• The first piece I played in my shift was Pavane by Gabriel Faure. I love that piece.
  

*images from frugalyankee.com, farm3.static.flickr.com, cowart.info.