I guess I'm supposed to feel that it's going to be a bad day because it's Friday the 13th, but I don't. My dad always said while I was growing up that it could be a lucky day. I believe it. I got up early and got a lot accomplished on my computer that has hardly any memory. Most of the other days this week, the damn thing wouldn't work in the morning. (I'm switching to a better computer next month.)
Then again, I don't believe in superstitous bullshit.
And hey, the date works for horror! So it's all good.