Well, last night sucked. I had plans, but they were dashed as I had to have my boss over to find out what was wrong with my phone lines (can't do remote work without a phone). When my roommate moved in, I had to move my computer, only to discover that the phone jacks outside of her room no longer worked. After much tracing, cleaning, and reworking of wires, he finally tracked the problem down. We wound up digging through my basement to get to the wiring and once we found the problem, it was trivial to fix.
And the backroom is probably getting their liquor license back by the end of this month. Woo hoo! Now I can get drunk and stumble home, rather than worry about a designated driver.