Cold Air

So with a cold I decided to go meet up with Rama, and roam the EastMillcreek Area with my longboard last night. Sike. Austin has it. Ill get to him later I guess, but seeing as how there was a skate in my garage somehow, I set off anyways.

Now dont get me wrong, skates are fine if you like to skate, but I longboard, so this was pretty shitty at first. Like honestly, haveyou even seen how tiny the wheels are? I was one marble-sized piece of gravel away from death the whole ride. Fuckin ridiculous. That and you have to push like its going out of style to keep yourself on a steady pace, but wait, what was the point of this.

The cold air.

Yeah, so I had a cold--well sort of, it was that whole sore throat thing where you wanna die cus you cant swallow anything comfortably--but after getting winded and destroying my lungs with the freezing air all night, I woke this morning feeling like a champ. And I was throwin down manuals like it was my job.