Monday, April 2, 2007

Entry #402

I went on a night run, having just come back now at 1:00 AM.  My feet felt oddly light.  I was snapping my jabs as I went and it felt utterly perfect. I will never change them just to suit conventions.
Entry #401

I submitted an application to what looked to be a shady martial-arts competition that was supposedly in my town, but there has been no reply. I could have predicted that just from the website:

Protip: don't find your top-secret underground kumite deathmatch tournaments on Craigslist.