A mere 650 words

Short, that is. Of my goal for today. I surrender! Due to the combo platter of perma-headache, a crappy night's sleep last night, family stuff going on and grocery shopping, it appears my small window of coherent thought has passed for the evening. I got a teensy bit done and that's better than nothing.

8111 / 60000 words. 14% done!

Before I go, though, here is what is quite possibly the most absurd story I've ever read. Frankly, I can't decide who's worse -- the clearly disturbed woman in question or her boyfriend, who allowed the situation to continue for TWO YEARS before calling in help. How our species has managed to survive this long is beyond me sometimes.

For your continued amusement, here is one of the fighting videos I was talking about last night.

Let me preface my comments by stating that my...observations...have to do with this dorky video and not with the school itself or with the skill or talent of the guys featured in it. That said, let's discuss.

~The narrator. 'Nuff said.
~The dude working the punching bag...in his jockeys. Not that I didn't appreciate the view, but that's like the ads in Victoria's Secret that show women doing mundane tasks in see-through bathrobes and high heels with full make up and big hair. I mean, come on people. If you're going to pretend we're not in the real world, at least throw in a werewolf or two.
~The celtic knot push ups. I actually think those are kind of neat. I was trying to figure out if it made them easier (as in everyone was helping lift everyone else up) or harder (as in you had to lift four people's weight instead of just your own). Obviously physics wasn't my strongest science.
~The dude doing push ups and getting kicked in the ribs in between each one, who may or may not be the same as...
~The dude in a mini-cheerleader pyramid getting kicked in the nads repeatedly. I may not be a physically active person myself, but my husband has a black belt and we have friends who run a dojo. I can assure you that having fellow students beat on you isn't necessary to achieve ultimate superiority in martial arts.

Good times, good times.