I called a friend yesterday (before the electrical shock) to share enjoying my current housesit. He said he'd call back around 7 to come over for the evening.
Because this guy reminds me of another friend who is equally fun but unreliable, I knew that I might be eating alone. Even so, I turned down an invitation for dinner with other friends.
My friend called back at 7:30 to say that his brother had stopped by for a bit and he'd call back soon to check in. I fixed myself a pizza to eat alone.
He called back at 10 PM to say that he didn't feel like going out. I watched "Brokeback Mountain" by myself and went to sleep.