
That's not to say that there hasn't been anything new. The UFC had a match here over the weekend. The weigh-in was at a shopping mall a few miles away and I could easily have gone. I wouldn't have minded going to the match but I couldn't find anyone to go with and I didn't care that much. It's one thing when just going to a friend's house and having some beers and watching the fights and quite another to deal with crowd and the hassle.

Most importantly, I finally organized my apartment after eight months of living here. We don't have that much stuff, but when we first mover here, we didn't have a lot of places to put it. We bought some shelves and cabinets but I never put the stuff away until Saturday.
One nice thing that happened was when I got a call from the police on Saturday afternoon. Apparently, I had dropped my driver's license without realizing it and someone had brought it to the police station for me. The station was close enough to walk, so I took a stroll. When I got there, the police were really helpful and gave me a warm feeling knowing someone had gone out of their way to turn it in. It's strange how something small like that could change my attitude.
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