saucy_dryad

I am ridiculously excited. Yesterday, I bought a pair of ice skates. I haven't had skates since I was a kid (and you know that back then they made them out of dinosaur bones and primordial ooze). A quick stop at Joe-Fixit's saw me with a lightly used pair of skates for only twenty-one dollars. Of course I had to have the purple blade guards, so that was another five, but hey! still a great deal. Now I'm desperate to go skating. pssst, young_will? Want to go after kickboxing tomorrow?

Speaking of kickboxing, I am stiff and sore from Friday's class, but here I am at 8:30 on a Sunday morning, ready to go again. And I'm going with K. tomorrow morning as well. That'll be the first time I don't have a day of recovery between classes. I'm a little nervous I won't be up to the task.

Speaking further of kickboxing, I've been having the strangest dreams the past few nights. They meld kickboxing, Crimson Pirates and Faire in strange and sometimes painful ways. I also dreamt that someone had a friend call to tell me they were dead so that I wouldn't try to contact them anymore. heh. That was fun.