Winter Restaurant Week started, woo hoo!! Very excited. Went to The Wind-up Thursday, after not going to work for two days. Took off on Wednesday and called out on Thursday (very bad, I know.). Wednesday though, I took off to get stuff done, take the car for the emissions, got to hang out with Carmin. We went to Common Ground for coffee and bagels (so good!), dropped stuff off at the Salvation Army, then took Carmin back to meet Allen and I took the car for the emissions. Liberated me of $14--- bastards. Went to the mall, bummed around trying to spend giftcards from Christmas. Watched Top Chef, it was Resaturant Wars. Still don't think that Carla should have scraped through yet again, but I'm sure that her days on the show are numbered. Have this stupid cough that kept me up all night and never got any sleep, so I called out on Thursday. Slept in then went out to get my med's and some stuff for this cough, went to Grind On for a bagel and coffee (I swear that is one of my life's greatest joys, the going for a bagel and coffee excursion.) Went to The Wind-up Thursday evening. Rob hung out for a while. Drank two Irish coffees and one vodka and diet. Friday got a haircut after work (and a frap for dinner), then, shock and amazement!! Carmin came out with Nick and I to Club Charles. She drove down with us and all. It was awesome. I hope it spurs her to come out again soon. She enjoyed herself. I was very, very glad. I did overdo it though, in all of my excitement, and when I felt like shit the next day, I initially thought that I just had a hangover, but it became a full-blown migraine, and I was completely unable to go with Nick to help his parents moving his furniture into Rob's house. I felt better by 5, went out there, I love the house. I absolutely love the house. I'm jealous, of course, since it's an older house than mine, and it's in Hampden (not that I don't like my house, I do, just wish it were elsewhere.). Anyways, we left there after a bit, went back to the house for Nick to get dressed, and we went to dinner at Abacrombie. It was terribly good, as usual. Started with that fabulous mac and cheese (first foodgasm of the meal), Nick got a carrot soup. For the second courses, I got short ribs with mashed potatoes and spinach and carrots, Nick got the pork confit with apple butter and a celery mash, then for dessert we both got this espresso cake with chocolate sauce and vanilla cream (which I used in my coffee, French press, bitches!!). It was an amazing meal, as usual. Didn't get to see Jess, since they were so busy, but she did send Lucas out to say hello and ask if we liked everything. After dinner, we went over to Chris and Todd's on Barclay, sat around, smoked myriad cigs, Rob came over, saw Phoebe for a minute, then we headed to The Wind-up. Rob met us and stayed till he was too sleepy. They were doing their own Britpop Dance Party (Heartbreak Beat, whose Christian name is Edward, of Ottobar Twofer fame, was D.J.). It didn't pick up till close to midnight, if not a little later, before it took off, we were the first poeple to dance (to A Town Called Malice). It was fun. Angel came in later with that new guy that she's seeing. It was nice to see her, although the guy she met is nowhere near as good looking as Rob, honestly, I can't see why she would give him the time of day. It was fun, dancing, got some exercise, stayed till Russell put us out. Slept in on Sunday. Went over Nick's parents', watched a midget western called The Tiny Terror (all midget cowboys, riding minature ponies, very much like an old Gene Autry movie), then to dinner at a place on Howard called Night Of The Cookers. I didn't really enjoy it, Nick did moreso. Had a crab quesadilla to start, which was pretty good, Nick got a barbeque chicken mini pizza, swimming in barbeque sauce, then I got a piece of salmon with crab on top (eh, middling at best, salmon may not have been fully cooked) on rice which was nothing to write home about, Nick got short ribs, which were alright, but lacking flavour except for one very tasty piece, on top of cheese grits (now know that as I suspected, I do not like grits.). We both got asparagus, which was pretty good. I would say that without a doubt, the high point of the meal was dessert. Nick got what they called a mousse martini, a very thick chocolate mousse with bits of chocolate and whipped cream in a martini glass, and I got an espresso cake (must be the thing this season), a flourless torte with a chocolate graham cracker crust, very, very good. Not exactly my first choice to go back to, but, eh. Yesterday, Nick took off and got the rest of his stuff moved into Rob's. It's really nice, of course, I am jealous. Went over there and hung out a bit before hitting Club Charles, passed the time making asses of ourselves at the bar (zombie mode), making out and singing, and talking about Morrissey (got tickets for D.C.!!) and Gaslight. Went back to Rob's. Nick's room is so adorable, God, I love old houses. It is snowing today and is supposed to keep up and then turn to ice later on. Hoping to get over to Hampden after work alright. Don't know if where we were planning for dinner will be open (trying for Sotto Sopra), although, Paper Moon or Golden West would be lovely, as well. Anyways, wish they would let us out early. We've had cancelations, but not enough to close. Will be glad to get out of here and see Nick later.