Japaholics Anonymous

So today when I was on the internet, I was thinking about Tamagotchis.  Then I remembered that I still had my Japanese Digimon in my desk.  For those of you who remember the brief Digimon craze in fifth grade back at Kinser, which won't be a lot, I felt like I was back in fifth grade again battling with my Digimon.  They were out of batteries though.

So I walked to the Hen House up the street and went to see if they had the right batteries but they didn't.  Then I walked to the Wal-Mart in Roeland Park.  It took me a while of searching, but I finally found the batteries I was looking for and now the little baby fighters are sleeping.  It'll be so fun once they're old enough to fight.

I got back from wrestling camp yesterday.  That was one of the most tiring experiences of the year.  Our team gets there Sunday and then we have to go to a 2 hour practice session.  NOT FUN.  The next three days are as follows:  8:30 to 10:30, technique practice session, 11:30 to 1:00, lunch, 1:30 to whatever, duels, 5:00 to 6:00, dinner, 6:45 to whatever, duels, then whatever you wanted to do until you wanted to go to sleep.  Thursday there was one last duel in the morning before we left and I pinned my guy in the second period.  Good stuff.

Wednesday, after the afternoon duels, our team went go-karting at this arcade place.  It was fun.  I got a grenade water gun out of the deal.  Again, good stuff.

I am really liking The Mars Volta right now.  I finally understand what Cedric is singing about since I'm on their site right now. 

Still tired from camp.  Going to go sleep or something.