Yesterday I went to the beach for lunch hour, there were these kids riding these skimming boards, hydroplaning on a fraction of an inch of water. I’ve seen it a lot of times, but yesterday I had my camera. It looks like fun, but I’d be worried about the board shooting out from under my feet and whacking some old lady in the ankle. (once I broke the glass of my Moms china cabinet with a skateboard, skateboarding indoors). Another thing I see a lot are shoes that have one wheel in the heel. That looks like fun too, and maybe I wouldn’t kill myself. I wonder if they come in my size?
I notice is that I complain a lot. For example, I complain about studying, but when I am actually studying, I enjoy it. It seems that when I’m not, I remember wrong, that I don’t like it.
The OI Girl and I have the weekend off. I can’t ever remember this happening before. Today we plan on riding our bikes and hopefully going to the beach. We’ve never ridden our bikes together either, (but we HAVE been to the beach)!