Me: Ahh, a whole night to spoil myself rotten after the hurricane and the headaches. I wonder what mindless TV I should watch next?
Me: Apparently, nothing.
All was not lost, though. My landlords invited me upstairs for tacos and guacamole by candlelight. My landlady and I ended up sitting up till midnight trading stories and drinking strawberry margaritas. (Can't let the ice go to waste, you know...)
I think the power came back on sometime around 6. All I know is I didn't have to shower in the dark (basement apartment, pitch black, yo) and this makes me happy. However, it didn't stop me from nicking my ankle. Two hours later and it's still bleeding. I'm on my fourth Band-Aid.
I really want to be back in bed right now.