Last night was a Good Night.
The lovely and talented David got the lovely and talented
alanj to come over and test our PSOne. We hadn't yet proven that you could play Japanese import games on it, so he brought over a slew of import DDR discs. Sure enough, they worked, and just as everyone keeps saying, the Japanese version is much more satisfying. The music is better, it looks slicker, there are more songs and more discs and more options and just plain more everything. I was particularly charmed by the "extra" mode where there are six active squares on the floor:
X X X
X - X
- X -
Anyway, we danced and ate Chinese food and alanj didn't laugh at us even once, which was a total plus. Then, Wedoff came over and we lifted weights. I haven't lifted in about a month, and he hadn't lifted in about three years. It looks like
tafkar and
quinnclub will also soon be joining us for thrice-weekly lifting sessions. I'm so excited! Having other people come over to move heavy things around will perhaps spur me to keep to my ideal schedule. I want strong scary Linda Hamilton arms. I want to be able to do a pullup, dammit!
Last night was a real-life demonstration of the old "exercise gives you energy" saw. When I went to bed, I was happy and squiggly. Hooray!