An eventful day

Feb 14, 2008 20:55

=__=;; What more can happen today? Maybe I shouldn't say that, since the day's not quite over yet.

Anyway, Dad wanted us to all go out to dinner for the holiday, something that I am violently opposed to, since it cuts out a good chunk of time from my study plans). Plus, me and mom had planned today's dinner while we went out grocery shopping yesterday and I already had the potatoes baking in the oven. So we stayed in. Yay. Caesar salad, ribeye steak, and baked potato (with butter and cheddar cheese). Simple but filling. I also baked some Peanut Butter Chocolate Chunk Bars for dessert. Very nice dinner.

Except for when the power cut out at the beginning of it. x___X;; Mom said all she did was turn on the dryer in the garage. Dad spent quite a long time fiddling with switches and beating on the fuse box with a screwdriver (the lid-panel thing was stuck). He cut the power to the whole house and flipped the switches back on but... that didn't fix everything. There's still no power in my parents' room (which is sorta weird), but there's power everywhere else. Dad finally gave up and we had dinner.

Unfortunately, I had been doing my work in the computer room (the home comp has less distractions than my laptop) and had left my Word program up. The power cutting off in the house shut the computer down. =__=;; Thank god Word autosaves. I didn't lose my whole outline (20 pages and couting!), but I did lose a paragraph of it (Will formation, if you're interested). Ugh. It could've been much worse.

Then later, there was this really loud THUD against the side of the house. Like someone kicked a soccer ball against the wall, or chucked a brick or SOMETHING. It was seriously scary. Dad went out to check, but he couldn't find anyone around or anything wrong. Nothing fell down either. Plus, I knew the neighbor kids who play soccer weren't out playing, plus it was the wrong side of the house.

Ugh ugh ugh. My concentration is shot. Or maybe that's the wine from dinner.

bitchery, rl, i hate people sometimes

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