So yeah. I made it to my parents', fixed a couple of window cranks, had dinner, chatted, came home, fiddled pointlessly on the web until 6:00am, slept, got up around noon, and am now back to fiddling pointlessly on the web.

The excitement, she is palpably absent.

There's the slight Craigslist excitement of a guy that wanted to buy my old RackRider, got both my home address and directions to my parents, and then never showed up. Giving me slight paranoid visions of him showing up at a later date with a crowbar.

But that's about it.