Friday wasn’t too exciting. I worked all day, by myself, holding down the fort. I ventured to the supermarket to pick up some things and cleaned my house. Very interesting stuff. Heather came to visit me on Saturday and we watched the first two boxing matches with some buddies before rolling to Fell’s Point Cafe. I was supposed to meet the Norwegian at Cat’s Eye pub, but parking was a bitch, so I was late. I picked him up at the boat and we caught up with Heather. It was a good night for drinking and flashing. Our bill was four dollars! On Sunday, the Norwegian was hung over so I let him sleep while I watched some cable. Then we picked up salmon, some wine, chips, and two movies. I made my ever-so-lovely salmon with mustard dill sauce, long grain wild rice, and steamed broccoli. Once again there was a snowstorm warning, so I could not pick up eggs to make chocolate chip cookies. This is the third time we have had a warning in the last 30 days, and I don’t know where all the eggs went, but they were gone. If I was going to be stuck in my house for a snowstorm, I would stock up on liquor, condoms and frozen pizzas, not eggs. This is why I hate Maryland and the reason why I have to move to California. And my roof is leaking.