Damn you blogger gods! Something has gone screwy. I shall attempt to re-write my post for yet a third time.

I recently discovered I like the X-Files. Yes, I know. I'm a bit late. I'm finding it difficult to catch the episodes in their proper order, which I imagine happens to everyone who first chances upon a show after it's over and in syndication. There are two networks, to my knowledge, that carry the show, and they're both, as you might expect, showing different seasons. Anyway, I won't go into specifics. But it has been a hardship. Two nights a week The X-Files takes priority over sleep. Shocking, I know. But that's just how crazy commited I am.

After having lunch with one of my old math teachers, Mom and I stopped by the place I used to do Tae Kwon Do. We talked to Garth, one of my instructors there, who's now Master Garth with a wife and two children. (He does have a last name, but I don't remember it off the top of my head.) It's had to believe it's been ten years since I last saw him. He's taken over for Master Yoon, who apparently still oversees tests.

I'm going to start Tae Kwon Do up again. I feel really good about it.