Saturday, my elite force of shock troops and I saved the world.
Today, I went over to my dad's house and he changed my oil for me. We went to lunch. I got mauled by his dogs (Lord Fauntleroy and Chelsea) and his old kitty (vampire!kitty Tuft, and I have the bite marks on my neck to prove it), and then I sat in my car outside the closed public library for a couple of hours, finishing up a book before I dropped it in the return slot.
Tomorrow, I will, perhaps, read comics.
Yes, I am a wildly exciting person.
Also? I am an RPG zombie.