My favorite thing about this livejournal doohickey is that I can easily update it on the web, at work! Which I cannae do with my other website due to the stupid stinky firewall. IN YOUR FACE, FIREWALL!

My weekend rocked! Well except for the whole shuttle disaster, that was a bummer. No one ever said space travel was safe, though. Three thousand degrees F is very hot.

ANYHOO. Last night Brian took me along to his ninja training. First I watched the kids class he teaches, which was fun. Eight year-olds are hyper. And so un-self-conscious. That is, unless you ask the boys to have any physical contact with the girls. NO WAY EW COOTIES.

Then I participated in the adults class. It was my very first time doing any martial arts outside the brief lessons in Brian’s living room. I really liked it and I want to go some more. It’s cool to find out a person as petite as me can do the same things a boy as big as Brian can.

For dinner we went to this incredibly sketchy Chinese restaurant on 20th st. The tiny room was half-lit by naked flourescent tubes. The dishes were all plastic. There was a dead cockroach (?) on one of the tables. We decided to take our lives into our hands and eat the food. As far as I know, everyone survived.