A lot of the city is still without power, however. Including my dad's place. And a lot of the inner city. And when I say inner city, I don't just mean the poor neighborhoods--the old rich neighborhoods are, if anything, worse off because they've got more trees. Of course, most of the rich folks can afford generators or extended stays at the Four Seasons, so they're not so bad off. I keep trying to talk my dad into coming over here until his power comes back, but he keeps talking about it and then putting it off.
In other news, we leave for London in exactly two weeks and one day! I am so psyched, and I've been in a frenzy of internet shopping looking for the perfect jacket, the perfect day bag, the perfect rain hat and the perfect shoes. Oh, and the perfect outfit to wear to Hamlet. Living in the tropics I have exactly zero pairs of closed toe non-casual shoes. I just don't go out that often, and when I do it's usually open-toed sandal weather. That's why shoe and skirt shopping at the mall is on the agenda tonight.
So despite the fact that our cable has been going in and out on an almost daily basis since we got it back on Monday, I did manage to see The Office last night. Which was totally awesome. You all know why.
Is it me, or does all the new TV suck? True Blood? Sucks. Sons of Anarchy? Sucks. All those lame new sitcoms? Suck. Fringe? Really sucks. The Mentalist? Sucks. Thank god there were so many good new shows last season that are coming back. I'm dying for more Life, Pushing Daisies, Dirty Sexy Money and Chuck. Also, I want my 30 Rock and I want it now!