my anger burns with the fire of 1000 suns...

before you read the following, you must keep in mind that i am temporarily insane with blind fury, so if there's anything offensive or extremely illogical (which i'm guessing there will be something of the sort in there) keep in mind, i am temporarily insane...

people who litter are lazy, unhealthy, rich people who drive useless suv's and hummers which have no purpose unless you care about status. you know how i know? as i trudge through the vast amounts of garbage to and from work, i noticed that most of it is from fast food restaurants, or fancy coffee places like starbucks, or cigarette butts. and who eats fast food, drinks fancy coffee, and smokes? none other than lazy, unhealthy, rich people who don't care about the environment because they're too busy talking on their cell phones, while taking up two lanes of traffic.

...the preceding has been an insane rant from the temporarily insane jonathan...he's much better now...sort of..

I used to think running was boring...

Well, I (Kimberly) ran 10 miles yesterday. I've always wanted to be able to say that. Double digits! In miles! I ran it in 1:50. I don't know if I'll ever be able to run again though. I may need an extra long break now considering how my left hip is schmerzing and kanipsing now with each step. Oh, well, I'm a runner. There isn't any chaffing, joint pain, weather, dogs, or random people who feel they need to comment on my running that can stop me (it just slows me down a little and makes me think creatively on the fly). Jonathan's mom lost many of her toenails after running a marathon in Hawaii, now that is impressive! I could only dream of being that hardcore. A while back when things were melting and then froze again, I was hobbling across a section of rutty ice when a someone rolled down the passenger window of their car and hollered, "Run faster!". I laughed, and then realized they looked serious. Then I wanted to chain them to a treadmill and make them run for mile upon mile while I threw debris onto the treadmill. As far as thinking creatively, I have used magic mittens to prevent chaffing on the fly. I have been alarmed at how many dogs just wander the streets, happy to chase a runner. I've had such bad runs that I wished a car would hit me just a little so that I could have a good excuse to stop. Of course, then runners started to get hit by cars on purpose and then I realized that it probably wouldn't have worked out that well for me any way. Most of the time I am thinking things like, just keep going, keep moving your legs, oh half way to the next mile, wow my knee does actually hurt with each and every step, when can I walk next, I can't wait to walk. And then runners fly past you and you think, I wonder what mile they are on, and I wish we could all have signs on us that say "On, mile 9/10". Or something like that. Yes, running is much more exciting than I would have thought.

We are the champions, my friends...

...we keep on fighting to the end. We won our volleyball tier in an intense 5 game final! With some huge blocks from our middles, some incredible hits by everyone, and the most incredible group of fans ever (Jonathan estimates there were 50 fans), we (the Avengers) devoured the Crusaders. I haven't won something like this in so long, if felt really, really, good. Plus now our team has more than one volleyball (as the prize was a brand new vball). I think we can move beyond the simple kagima warm-up for next season. Great job girls, and fans. Did I mention we also dominate the player to child ratio?