This is even a crappier day than the other crappy day I had.

Today after I got off work, I was really stressed out, and needed to have some form of fun. So I walked (and skated) to the town skate park (i'm a man who will not grow up), where I met up with some friends.

So I was showing off all the tricks I could do infront of some people, and my friends, and decided to stop and go on the BIG half pipe.

I wasn't very sure if I should go on there, because a guy just wiped out, and got a gigantic scrape across his face, but I went on anyways.

I dropped in, and like you normally do, I went up and down and up and down and up and down the half pipe, and gained enough speed to do a trick in the air.

I flew straight up, and tried to do a full backflip in the air, and catch my board, but I missed my board, and slammed into the edge of the half pipe, then falling about 14 feet to the ground, almost breaking my leg.

My friends took me to the hospital, and the doctor said I would be just fine, I just need to rest my legs for a couple weeks, and don't do anything like that again.

I guess that's just another day in the life of me.

Stupid people.

Ahh! Today I dropped my car keys down a drain, and it took me about half an hour to fish them out with a stick, then when I open the door, my wallet falls out the door, opens, and about 50 bucks floats onto the road, and is crushed by a logging truck....IN TOWN! What are the odds.

And if that's not bad enough....

Today I came home from lunch, and I found my friggin' Bam Margera skateboard which I ordered from the South Island in New Zealand, thrown into the bushes, with the package a little torn (must of been caused by a branch), because the courier was too lazy to take it to my door, if my trucks, wheels, grip tape, or deck are scratched, i'm gonna give them a friggin' finger wagging or something.

What a stupid day I had today.

Usually, when people tell you to get your mind out of a gutter, it's only so theirs can float past.

I wouldn't be writing prolonging messages of agony if I actually had something to write about, but instead, I sit here and continue to type, and type, and type, and type....

I suppose your reading this thinking, when will he stop. Well now you can stop reading while I can carry on typing something about nothing, but of course you're still reading this because you want to know what i'm writing about, so now I DO have something to read about, since you carry on reading, and obviously, you're on my page for longer, so......keep thinking about my message up top there.

Testing one, two, testing te......who cares? I don't.

I'm here to bring some art and grumpiness to this site, and maybe even some.....alot of sarcastic remarks.