Just before I started getting ready to crash for the evening, curiosity gets the better of me, and I decided to find out what that buzzing sound in the kitchen was. After a horror movie-esque eerily quiet few minutes, I notice the buzzing sound had returned. It turned out that a bee decided that knocking itself silly against my lights was a good idea. I think it came from the bee hive next doors and snuck in when I got home. On top of it, it had the sheer brilliancy/stupidity/luck of stopping on surfaces that I couldn't hit: ex. the "much taller than me" ceiling and a chandelier.

Thankfully, after turning out the lights in the living room, the bee became remarkably sedate and just sat on my couch. It was a relatively easy task to capture and neutralize the bee.

Needless to say, I'm glad I'm not sleeping in terror of getting stung.