And, no, Morgan, NOT the Giants.
So, Sunday morning, I woke up in a giant puddle of water, aka my parents' basement. No shizzle. All the snow we've had in the last couple weeks was melted by the rain last weekend...and my parents live halfway down a hill. Yep, youz gots it - FLOODING.
Not like I was floating in water, but it has definitely ruined all the carpets and the futon that was underneath my lovely air mattress. Good times, man.
But. At least they have power. And heat. And I'm hiding out at my sister's while she, her BF, and the Delicious Nephew are out West.
The really bad news? I've already finished all of Californication season 2. Mmmm...Hank Moody!
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