Juice Makes It Though Almost Entire Week Without Leaving Lights on

The level of incompetence is truly astonishing, I know. I got new tires on the Kia on Saturday, and I've been driving her again. Not one to hold a grudge, I have already forgotten all the bad times and I regret hating her. I suppose it helps that the fan/heater is currently working. We were planning to sell her but man it is nice to have two cars. Anyhoo, I have remembered to turn the lights off every day for the past five days. Not today, though. God, I'm such a klutz. There was this. Yesterday I got distracted while parking and rammed into the wall. (No damage or anything--just hit my bumper, but kind of embarassing, I mean jeeze.) I also tripped up the stairs in the library this week. It's been a few months at least since I've done that. In front of people, I mean.

Shad and I celebrated our five year anniversary tonight. We drove home separately and I totally beat him home. It was a fun night. We grabbed some appetizers at Jasmine Deli and then went to the Walker to hear a talk by the founders/editors of Giant Robot. They were really funny, smart, interesting. It was a great event. We bummed through the museum awhile. Then to Wasabi, that new restaurant on Washington Ave. It was TOTAL CRAP. The service was awful, my gimlet cost TEN DOLLARS, the sushi was totally lacking in interest and tastiness, the squid and vegetable tempura were greasy, and we left wanting to puke. I will never go there again. You shouldn't either.