The one thing that was going to be stable and all but set in stone was that my folks wanted me to drop by today. Was going to cook some steaks and at least have a big meal together, even if that was about all we really had planned. They said that they wanted to do something, even if it wasn't "bright lights and excitement" as they put it.
Turns out it was no lights and no excitement. Power went out entirely, and was out most of the day. Someone apparently ran into a power pole and took a whole mess of lines down. So we all just kind of sat there in the dark, huddled under covers and waiting for the lights to eventually come back on. What's even worse was this was the rare weekend where I just said 'screw it' and didn't bring my laptop or any books to read or anything of the sort.
The lights weren't supposed to be back on till 10:30pm, but they actually came on around eight so that was nice - we all at least got to watch the fight on TV. Plus turn the heater back on, naturally. By the time that Callazo got robbed everyone else went to bed, and for lack of anything better to do I tried and regretted watching American Psycho 2 On Demand despite the original film being one of my all-time favorites.
And so concludes another day, and another lap around the sun. w00t.