Aside from a few hours at work on Saturday, it was kind of a lazy weekend. We decided to go the pizza-and-a-movie Saturday night, which sounded like a good idea. Unfortunately, the pizza was Davanni’s, which apparently isn’t as good as it used to be, and the movie was I Heart Huckabees, which could charitably be described as “tepid.”

Today was a bit more interesting. After grabbing an oversized breakfast the Uptown, we wandered around Lake of the Isles and watched skiers navigating the last few miles of the City of Lakes Loppet. It’s kind of depressing that they had to make snow for this year’s course, but at least the weather stayed cold this time around. We also talked to the Realtor showing one of the neighboring units in our building and learned that two of the other units had sold. So, after three months of having the place to ourselves, we’ll now have neighbors.

I hope having neighbors turns out to be a good thing. With a four-unit building, things could go either way: We could end up having a good community that gets along well and actually does things together, or we could have people who sound like cattle and approach the condo association like a contact sport.

We should know within a month. Fingers crossed…

Three separate items pretty much sum up why this has been a rather annoying week. On Monday, I accidentally mangled my cell phone’s power cord in the paper shredder. It’s a long story, and details probably aren’t necessary.

This morning, a decision to take a local parkway to avoid a snow-related backup resulted in me getting stuck behind a car that was unable to get up an incredibly slippery hill. Another motorist and I had to get out and help push the car to the top. I subsequently managed to get my car up the hill—slowly—but was unable to pull away from a backsloping intersection a few minutes later. The same motorist who helped me push the first car then proceeded to push mine.

About a half hour after the hill incident, I almost got killed by a careening pickup in a parking lot. Four wheel drive doesn’t help you stop, dumbass.

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Lots of quotes to pass along tonight. I may regret some of them.

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“I really wonder about your memory sometimes,” she said.

“That’s why I write everything down.”

“At least you remember me.”

“Yeah, you open the door, and I’m like ‘Hey, I remember you. We fuck!’” A half minute passed. “And I love you, too.”

“I’m glad you added that.”

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A half hour later, we were at Big Bowl, which was a mistake.

“Is everything as good as it looks?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

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“You know, I can make the name ‘Big Bowl’ sound really gross.”

“How’s that?”

“Imagine an Asian woman squatting over a big bowl.”

“Why did you have to say that?”

“Sometimes I think if I didn’t say these things my brain would explode.”

“I’ll have to remember that.”

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“I don’t know,” I said, “these kind of push the boundaries of what I usually write here.”

“Hey, if you can’t push boundaries on your site, where can you push them?”