dim lights keep the hulk at bay

it's true.  i was reading a study the other day (which i can't link because i forgot to bookmark it and now i can't refind it) that basically showed how any light level that's actually brighter than sunlight (i.e. the interior lighting of pretty much any building in the United States at any given time) is so confusing for the brain that that light level is interpreted similarly to how our brains interpret night-light.  the shorter and less shittily-phrased version of that sentence is this: when it's really bright inside, humans' brains think that it's nighttime.  this explains a lot about the last 29 years of my life.  it also explains why i always fall asleep after turning the lights up real high to keep myself from falling asleep.  it ALSO explains why this is my favorite sight to come home to after a long day of work:

i've always liked keeping the lights down rather low, to the point that certain others tend to become exasperated upon entering my office to find that, for the tenth time in a row, it's too dark for them to navigate from one end of the room to the other.  in the middle of the afternoon.

of course maybe i'm just a vampire.  but not one of the sparkly, effeminate, super-hunky ones.  just one of the pale, effeminate, hilariously romantically inept ones.