Crazy Train

That religious drifter, Dave (not to be confused with teacher Dave or rockstar Dave), whom I met at the Kelly Clarkson concert (see entry 9-15-09), IMed me on Facebook today. He's back in Canada. He sent me a passage from Philippians 4 in the Bible.

I called in sick from Capoeira training, although they were doing Brazilian Jujitsu today. Had to go to the gym instead since I hadn't worked out since last Thursday. Did all my weight-lifting exercises for every muscle in the upper body (except for forearms, which I do at home), all my abdominal exercises, and the treadmill says I burned 400-something calories in a distance of 4-point-something miles. Saw Mauricio. We talked about how we're gonna run around with no shirts on at Monster Massive.

Came home for dinner, showered, and caught some of WWE Raw and interestingly Kelly Osbourne dancing to her dad's - Ozzy Osbourne - song Crazy Train on Dancing with the Stars. On a related note: My friend, Nick, from high school is the nephew of Ozzy's deceased guitarist Randy Rhoads. Then left to read more of Peter and the Sword of Mercy at Barnes and Noble.