manic up

well, that was interesting! the meat of the jiu-jitsu class was only half an hour, which kinda messed up our kickboxing timing. i tried the kind-of-rolling exercise everyone was doing in the interim, through which my ankle held out just fine until i found myself being dragged on my back - nothing was touching my ankle except the ground, it wasn't moved to either side, yet it suddenly spiked with agonizing pain. i called it quits and prayed it'd be alright for kickboxing, and i'm very glad that it was because kickboxing was really tough tonight and rather satisfying.

vfmp came over for dinner and fluxx; he watched an episode of family guy which i can't stand, and was forced to admit that futurama's better after a random episode proved funny for both of us (season seven opener).

he's left, and i'm now thinking that i should get to bed but i'm still hyped up on the general excitement of the day. maybe the trance radio station isn't helping. i'm pretty sure the half a bag of nutty chews we consumed isn't either.