So with everyone posting serious stuff about religion and morals and stuff, i would like to add the following to the discussion: I got called an elephant today well, not really… they just made elephant noises as I walked by, which might have been written off as some wild random noise, but it came not even a full day after I told Deedee that I was so fat that people made elephant noises when I walked by… I had to just stand there in the lobby and blink a few times… one of the more odd coincidences of this year…

I should also add I figured out what was up with richard. he has been going out with some of the junior girls… and they don’t like me. simple as that… sunday night we were supposed to go see John Q, but this girl called up and asked richard to take her and her friend out drinking… so it’s like richard put it… he was asked to go hang out with a couple of drunk chicks… what (single) guy could say no? anyway… I decided to stay home and watch dark crystal, but adrian had to watch OZ on hbo, so I didn’t even get to do that…

one good thing to come out of this weekend was karate… kenpo, more precisely. I did what they call a “power weekend” where you learn enough material in one weekend to test for an additional belt in a given 9 week period… Well, I learned 27 weeks worth of material in two days. and then I got tested on it! I got drilled by the sensei there for a while, and after he was done, he actually promoted me to orange belt… This means after just one month of training, I have managed to go through 4 belts and move from the basic to the intermediate class I’d say I’m in pretty good shape

Also, last night, I had an experience that would have killed brian.. he would have died… period… I was walking up the stairs when I noticed there was something blocking most of my view out of my right eye. So I finished climbing the stairs and went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and lo and behold what should be dancing on my glasses but a nice sized spider. so I set him down and we talked for a few minutes and decided to settle this the gentlemanly way… We boxed… It was a good fight… His eight arms to my two… in the end, I beat him, and he agreed never to come back again… Either that or I squished him with toilet paper… hard to remember right now…

Oh yeah… I’m sick… send me soup, getwell cards, and money… not necessary in that order

goodnight