Today has been better then a lot of usual Sundays. Mostly because I went out and got some new running shoes, so I’ll finally be able to get back into the swing of things like last summer. I refuse to be the last guy finishing the long distance runs at tryouts. Anyway, yeah, my dad and I went to Meijers, we bought food, the shoes, and other things. It’s been really muggy, humid, and rainy today. So I’ve been inside a lot. But when it wasn’t raining I’d go outside and skate. I’m slowly getting better, but I still can’t get the kickflip quite right. I can flip it, but I have trouble landing back on the board, lol.

So right now I’m just listening to Weezer while looking over a review for P.E./Health.

Oh yes, and I felt I should write about something I find amusing. Especially about today. While at Meijers, my dad and I both pushed the cart from time to time. But I truly love it when our cart and someone else’s cart come close to hitting, or when we get in each others’ way. The look in the other person’s eyes is usually pretty priceless. Their eyes widen and they look terrified and confused at the same time. Then they mouth a word or two (as if they can’t seem to say them loud enough, usually they mouth “sorry” or “excuse me”), and you gradually move on your way.

Did that last paragraph make any sense? I hope so.