Current Status: Shut-in, Enduring Another SnowStorm

It is almost laughable at just what little it takes for good old unrelenting Mother Nature to shut down this city.
I'm not one to squabble about the weather, I just find myself wondering how civilization ever evolved in this place if the first sign of snow results in police orders to stay inside.

Days like today provide a clearer perspective on the subject of living alone.

The relaxing hangout, the drinking (getting trashed), All day video gaming, throwing snowballs in the house that used to accompany snow days has vanished. Though I love living alone, I do miss the company on days like this.

So with the absence of any sort of Poser Frat Boys to Hang with and currently xboxless, I'm left to my own devices:
10:00am: Excitement about impending storm sets in
10:15am : reality of situation sets in, excitement lost.
10:16am: go back to bed
11:18am: Sitting in my boxers, feet kicked up on the couch, I have my daily bagel and coffee and take in my "early" Sunday morning Travel channel dose of Island Escapes. Shortly thereafter, learning about New Caledonia proves to be thoroughly depressing.
12:22pm: I become gay: With an episode of What not to Wear playing on mute and Madonna's newest album playing on my stereo I begin baking..... Muffins :)
1:37pm: Smells in the corridor have arisen suspicion. My door (left unlocked in last night's stupor) opens without a knock and in walks N, her dog immediately running into my living room, moving to mark his territory for a third time.
1.38pm: Dog marks new territory after having been scared by my "STOP! STOP!! SAM! NOOO! "

Speaking around the muffin stuffed in her face. "Opps. I'm sooo sorry"

"Fuck sake, ya because it's a complete surprise! Will you either stop bringing him in here, or please.. PLEASE! Diaper him." I said

Collecting the Dog up in her arms and ignoring my anger and the fact I was wearing an apron over my pajamas, "Wanna go to an IMAX? K___ 's coming"

"They're open?"

"Ya, K___ Called, Come on!" She nagged as K came to the door.

"Nice apron"

"It's Italian" I said.

"How European of you.. Come on, let's go, it starts in an hour"

"Fine.. let me change."I said, not mentioning my, nor their obviously unshowered states