Slipping, I know. Internet police at work. Last Thursday, Wind-up. Met Rob and Lori. In a rare change, Nick and Lori discussed Top Chef whilst Rob and I talked about Elliott Smith. Had reservations for Bicycle on Friday. Fucking amazing, as usual. Got a bottle of Chardonay to start, the roasted corn and blue crab soup, Nick got his sashimi tuna tartar, then their fabulous salmon with mashed potatoes and veggies (asparagus, baby!!), Nick went with meat trio (barbequed short ribs, Blue Moon braised tenderloin, and Yukatan pulled pork), with mac and cheese (good, but still not Abacombie.). For dessert, there was the vanilla creme brule and a chocolate cannoli (from the Taste Of Ullswater menu.). Anyone who uses the word vanilla to mean "boring" has never had this creme brule. The flavours change as you're savouring it, and the aftertaste changes yet again. Incredible. Intense vanilla, complex. Cannoli was not Vacarro's, but it was no slouch. Would be second to Cinghale's panna cotta with the "Multiple Orgasm Cookie." Yes, the meal was outstanding. The wine, however, made me very sleepy, so after going back to Nick's parents' to let the pups out, he drove us down to Annabel Lee to meet Rob and Angel. Had one Masque Of The Red death and one Raven cocktail, somehow ended up not drunk, but normal and not sleepy like I had been. It was a lot of fun and at one point Rob was imitating this guy he knows and said the funniest line, "I did a line of blow from here to Arbutus." Maybe you had to hear it in context. Anyways, back to Lutherville to sleep till noon, Nick made lunch (seriously, too much damn eating.), then in classic, healthy style, I went back to bed (well, sofa) till three when we went back out my way to buy beer for the moving in party at Racer's and for me to get ready. Back to Hampden to The Wine Source then Chinese (again with the eating!!), then a nap in the livingroom while Nick read and we waited for people to start arriving. Ended up being a small gathering, but it was fine. Lori was the first one there. Finally got to hear about her date from Thursday (eh). Got ridiculously drunk, broke the cardinal rule about beer before liquor (never even drink beer, but this was Kasteel Rouge, the only kind I like, then champagne, then more champagne, then a superfluous and erroneous bit of vodka and Coke.). Nick was ill and all, but this was after everyone had left and felt fine by morning. Stumbled down to Common Ground for coffee and lunch, then proceeded to do absolutely nothing all day. Watched every episode of Sunny Season 3, bit of fun, then took Nick to his mom's to get his car and he made tortolini. Stayed there till midnight watching The Grammy's and Granada documentaries on rare medical conditions. Monday Annabel Lee with Christina then Club Charles. Nick trying to convince me to apply at Sheppard Pratt for what he does, although I'm not convinced that I could or would want to do what he does. I just feel like I need to maybe be in a different field and definately in a different environment (one where it's not like Nazi Germany and I don't have to feel like I am one person at work and one person when not.). Anyways, stayed in Hampden. Tuesday I met Mom and Tony for dinner at El Salto then hit Ottobar. Started drinking vodka and tonics, and I intend to keep it up (have to cut out the caffiene from Diet Coke.). Thought it would just be us holding it down, since Rob was busy, and Lori and Vic were both not feeling well, but Christina, Cintya, and Tyler showed up later. There was another weird crowd, more hipster douchebags and people in ridiculous get-ups, so much so, that Nick says a couple more weeks of this, and Twofer may have to be abandoned. Hope it doesn't come to that. They played a lot of soul and motown, danced a great deal. The weather has been fucking amazing the last couple of days. It's been warm and wonderful and I honestly feel like I am coming back to life. I know that it will get cold again (it is only February), but it has been a welcome respite. Yesterday, watched Top Chef. Got a little scary, Stefan in the bottom again, but he didn't get eliminated, which was good. Finally Leah is gone, and I severely underestimated Carla. She is a dark horse and really coming into her own. Tonight is Smith/Morrissey karaoke. Very excited. Think I may do I Don't Mind Of You Forget Me. Have to remember to charge my camera battery when I get home so I can take pictures. We saw on Tuesday that World/Inferno is coming back to Ottobar again on April 24. Bought tickets yesterday, yeah, baby!! Have to wrap Nick's Valentine's pressies (first Gaslight album and Robyn Hitchcock's I Often Dream Of Trains.). He gave me my pressie on Sunday. He saw it while we were in 9th Life and said to wrap it up before I saw it. It's a necklace with the tradidional tattoo motif of the anchor with a banner that says, "Stewed, Screwed, And Tattooed." I was very happy, that goes without saying. I will be glad to see Nick later and "sing my life" at the karaoke.