I have no power and am dying of Boredom. Literally. I even have money for a change, as today was payday.
Speaking of which:
Actual Hurricane Isabel Discussions at My House
Me: *Comes home in the middle of the storm (winds at 50 mph), wind slams door as I come in*
Idiot Roommate who lacks Style: Did you have to slam the door?!
Me: I'll go out and ask the Hurricane to stop, shall I? She seems a nice girl, I'm sure she'll oblige.
I. R.: *can't think of suitable response. Walks away.