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I had a pretty good weekend.

I spent Saturday with the girlfriend (might as well come clean, pretty much everyone knows about it now).  We went out to the mall in Tomiya (a bit north of Sendai) until lunchtime, when we hit up what is probably the only real pizza restaurant in Japan.  By real I mean wood fired oven, real cheeses, good tomatoes, and made by a guy who lived in Italy for several years.  We went back to the mall to drink coffee and think about where we wanted to go next, and found ourselves in the middle of some sort of kids' boy band or something.  We both chuckled a bit, finished our coffee, and wandered around the mall for a bit longer.  She bought a CD entitled "Amazing Nuts!" and I tried to explain the double entendre to her but I'm not sure she believed me.  After that we just decided to hang out at my apartment until she had to leave.  I guess the benefit of only seeing each other on weekends is that when we do see each other, we don't really feel the need to do anything special; just hanging out is nice enough.  Absence makes the heart grow fonder, indeed.  She left around 8pm, and I drove into town to eat some curry and gather my wits.

Sunday was also pretty nice.  I slept in, but it was so cold and I kept waking up, so I don't think I really got the benefit of a full night's sleep.  I went bowling with the motorcycle crew.  I had the highest score of anyone in our group of 20, which also happened to be my personal best: 146.  The price included yakiniku at the neighboring restaurant, with beers included.  I held back a bit, but almost nobody else did, and by the end of the night a crowd of 3 or 4 of them were asking all sorts of questions about my sexual prowess and arsenal of techniques and what part of the female anatomy I liked best, among a slew of other lewd things.  One of the inquisitors was Yassan's wife!  It was an all-out interrogation, but I held out and didn't reveal any trade secrets.