Kendo Rocks. Lots.

Well, it's true... kendo is one of the best things I've done in years. Sure, the new blister on my left foot may be the size of a looney and hurts when I stand or walk... but damnit, it's totally worth it.

Sadly, I was an hour late for class yesterday... Tuesdays start at 6, apparently (learn something new every day). I managed to rope Mori-sensei into teaching me what they taught everyone else and practiced on my own for an hour... but still, I feel pretty stupid for missing the first hour of class. Ah well, now I know so it won't happen again. And I can't wait for class on Friday! Yay!

Tonight, Andy and I are going to hopefully give the new DDR a test-drive (I hope it has a good version of Butterfly... but I think that might be a pipe-dream), watch some flicks and make fajitas... which is pretty nice and simple. She doesn't want chicken, though... so maybe salmon? Or tofu? Or perhaps TVP or something like that... hmmm... plenty of time to think about that stuff later, though. I think I've come to grips with my crush and am putting things back in perspective, which is nice.

Last note: been talking with Bonnie (well, writing, but whatever)... I'm still not convinced she wants to come to the Thanksgiving dinner, but she was always remarkably difficult to read. At least for me. I hope she comes... despite the fact that there's never, EVER going to be a chance in hell of us being together, it still makes me warm and fuzzy to look at her and remember that, even for a short time, that she was with me. I may be close to a total failure at life, but nobody can take that away from me.