*yawn*

Ooooh yeah. Nothing says "great start to the morning" like being woken up at 4:38AM by a fire alarm. I love that the kitty came over to cuddle (I mean really, like he ever needs an excuse, but still, it was darn cute): "Mom, I can't sleep with this racket. Can I come cuddle with you instead?"

ANYway. Yes! The tale of my foray into Xtreme Sports(tm)! ( In which I ramble on at length about the experience. )

(Also, HOLY CRAP. It's now 8:10. Apparently I write really slowly. O_o)

ETA several hours later: Helps if I remember to make the post public! :P Let's try posting this again...