And it wasn't half bad. Nothing too exciting happening, except now I have to figure out the mystery of the missing London Broil. Seriously, it just disappeared out of my freezer. I don't remember eating it (though lets be honest, it is possible I wouldn't remember everything I'd eaten this weekend).
Could somebody have possibly broken into my apartment and taken just a london broil? Granted, it was the only thing of value in my place, but still, it seems like a lot of effort to go through for a piece of hamburger with bacon wrapped around it.