whoa...it's hot. it's like 1230 am and i'm like sweating. geez. man, my arms and legs feel all weak and shitty. haaard workout in kickboxing today. actually, it really wasn't that hard, it's just that i haven't worked out in like over a month so all my muscles were well on their way to atrophying (is that the right term? if it is, is that the right use of the term? whatever). she made us do like a bazillion squats and push ups and those things that football players do...where they hustle really quickly then drop to the ground and then jump back up. uuuugghhh...the instructor kept saying, "just tell me when you guys hurt. let me know, so i don't work you too hard. if you guys don't say anything, i'll just keep going." but it's like, lady, we hurt so much, we can't even speak. don't get me wrong though, i'm not complaining. i'm tired and i'm weak, but it's a good tired and a good weak. i'm glad i'm working out. i really like this kind of workout too.

so after kickboxing, i went to earl's place (it's like a convenient store/coffee shop on campus; i don't actually know someone named earl) with melissa to get a card for sick helen (who's not so sick anymore, actually) and birthday boy jon (his birthday is actually on friday). so we were browsing through the cards and i found this card that was absolutely hysterical. i bought it even though i have no one to give it to. so go here to see it. i scanned it in and put the text that was on the inside of the card on the actual picture. it's so cute. cute and hilarious at the same time. :) i love it!