longest night EVER...

Since I am leaving for a year and my sister and niece (oh yeah, her husband also) moved to Missouri, I had been so sad that I wouldn't get to see them before I leave. My parents and I had the hair-brained idea that we should drive the 12 hours to Missouri when my mom got out of work today (to surprise them) and stay until Saturday. The day was already frustrating for me because my mom didn't get home until later than I thought she would, and when she did get home she decided she needed a shower. We finally got on the road, and were cruising along with me in the back (all the seats down, on the blow up mattress watching Breakfast at Tiffany's) and all of a sudden there was a clanking noise and the van started to shake. Oh crap. There was barely any shoulder and semis kept blowing past us like nobody's business, so there was no way we could put the spare on (which we found out by the manual is underneath in the middle of the van!). It was inevitable for us to get it towed at least to a place that we could put the donut on (if we even could), so dad called the police and they called a tow. The tow truck driver informed us that we would have to get towed to the hotel and that the tire place in town doesn't open until 7am. (We were planning on making it to Springfield at 4ish in the morning... and are still about four or five hours away!) Quite the setback. I was a little ticked, as this is cutting into my "Tori time"! Then we got to the hotel after the nice tow truck man dropped the van off at the tire place and let us get our stuff out. We walked into the one hotel in this nowheresville Indiana town, and were a little scared, as it is quite ghetto and apparently they have had a problem with somebody pulling the fire alarm tonight... *sigh* We got to our room, set our stuff down and I started about the business of figuring how to get connected to the internet. I decided that I should probably plug my computer in, and so I looked at the outlet by my bed and there were already two things plugged in. I started to follow the bottom plug with my had just to see which direction it was coming from so that I could decide if it was something important or if I could unplug it. I barely touched the thing and sparks went flying five inches in all directions and immediately all the power to our room went out!! Needless to day, this is the longest night ever, and nothing else better happen in the new room we are in. If the fire alarm gets pulled while I'm sleeping, I don't think I will be able to keep my sense of humor about the whole situation! :)