I went to see my family. I got VB Season Three, Rashomon, The Road, Ovid's Metamorphoses, and then the real item to be coveted: The Original of Laura, the last, unpublished novel by Nabokov, still transcribed to index cards at the time of his death. The huge hardcover has reprints of the index cards on each page, in his hand, which you can punch out. So, yeah, awesome.
Then I beat all their asses at Guitar Hero, which I'd never really played before.
I'm trying to figure out how soon I can leave without it seeming rude.