Woke up this morning for an 8 AM final, which I rocked, by the way. I then realized that it was somewhat dry, and decided to drive to the skatepark and get my shred on. I did pretty well for about an hour, until I knocked my knee with my skateboard. Hard. It was the kind of injury that didn't look like it hurt that much, but it did. It made me feel like I had to throw up, it hurt so much. I limped back to my truck, sat there for a second, then went and got gas and Starbucks, and here I am. If the weather stays ok, we might get a slackline going in a bit.
And that's it. I'm driving home tomorrow night. I think, because it's gonna start getting boring here pretty quick.
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2 comments:
(1) I don't think I ever want to be around you when you injure yourself...I don't like bard, and (2) yay for finals being done :) Super!!
Oops...I meant barf.
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