Kenzie and I bought the World Combat League DVD the other day and I would personally recommend it. It's what Chuck Norris advertised in Black Belt magazine a while back and I didn't get whatever channel it aired on, but it is on DVD and on our bookshelf. Anyone who wants to see girls - I should say women - fight, really fight, not in-their-undies-pillow-fighting-for-the-men-in-the-audience fighting, should see this.

...yet the best apple pie that is, was, and ever shall be is made by a 92-year-old German.

...that I'm the one who's truly alive and immortal and wise and that everyone else is dead since being born yesterday.

Far from being the deepest/most interesting thought I've had lately. I tend to think deep thoughts when I'm driving and there's no way for me to jot them down. I hope that doesn't become the time I start channeling. Oh yeah, I can do that too. Apparently I told Ardra that there would be a birth and a death when she went to Mississippi (but I don't remember). And there were. (Well, kinda. Her brother did the latter and some other member of her family being pregnant is the former.) So anyway, if you know anything about channeling or how to develop it (or any other psychic 'gifts'), or possibly how to make myself remember it, let me know. I've been told by another channeler that I might not remember it if the knowledge isn't for me. So then I guess I have to hope that the person the knowledge is for is with me. Not good enough.

In other news, I should be a green belt blue tip in taekwondo by the time I write anything in here again (so don't mess with me, cause I might be able to kick your ass haha). I finally got the patches on my dobak (spelling? the word's' Korean) put on semi-decently. Ever try sewing patches on martial arts outfits? It's a bitch. Bitch and a half actually. Hmm. I wonder if this site's one of those no-cussing types so a few of the words  I just typed will be strange non-me-like words.

OK gotta go take Kenzie to work now so I am going to stop writing. Also I get to scrape stupid frozen water that fell on my car today off. (I know, it's improper grammar to use a preposition at the end of a sentence. I can hear the voice of my evil 10th grade English teacher now.)

Blessed be, Love an LIght, or whatever goodbye suits you. 

Kenzie and I have been working at a night job (in addition to Kenzie's day job), more as a favour to a friend than for the money. It's not by any means my dream job but we are helping her out and getting paid. However, this means that time we'd rather spend practicing, meditating, reading, puppy wrestling, working out, or just spending time together is instead spent sleeping.

I had my 26th birthday on Thursday, even though the profile thing currently to my typing's left says I am 25. I know presents aren't that important, but my family's always done that for each other, and this year...nothing. My mom didn't do anything at all, not even a card. My dad promised me steak at Outback Steakhouse and then kept changing the date, time, place, and then invited all these other people. It has, to date, not happened. My sister hasn't done shit. My 2 best friends...one didn't even say happy birthday to me, the other allegedly got me something but also will probably try to take from me if I turn my attention for a second or two. However, I must publicly thank my husband and his mother for the 1st season of Angel and the 3 books they got for me. Linda got me some Egyptian Spice incense. Looks like sand but smells good. I also got puppy kisses from Anakin. Saffron is unfortunately counted among those family members who didn't do a damn thing.

Red hair became too damaging and high-maintenance, so my hair is black again. And so is the bathtub. It won't drain at a reasonable speed, so the dye (which has presumably fully developed and incapable of further colour-changing) had time to stain the bathtub a strange colour. Apparently red dye still comes off my head when I wash my hair.

For Yule (even though I am told that gift-giving at this time of year is not a Wiccan thing) we are giving gifts to a few special people, as well as each spending $50 on each other. Kenzie reads this probably so no one in the entire world gets to know what he's getting until he gets it. Ha. I would normally put that here just because I can but it's a secret.