Well as Fred noted it seems to have happened again. I went to sleep Christmas eve with the idea that I had put enough bandaids in place to keep things going for a while until I could get it done properly, but it seems not. Waking up Christmas Day is awsome, though finding your box crashed yet again certainly kills the mood a bit.
However, I still had an awsome day. Brunch with my parents and then a great lupper at my uncles before the power went out. It was still a fantastic day, and I hope everyone else had an equally good one.