Saturday was fun. Andy, Em-J and I went ice skating. Not roller skating or skiing. Anything with ice or movement without actually moving your legs, I tend to associate together, hence the mixing up of words. I fell three times and the PRO's Andy and Em-J never fell. Andy kept insisting that he wasn't that good but those triple axles speak for themselves. Em-J, well, those zip spins speak volumes. It was fun. The fun part was watching them and the little kids. At times, I couldn't distinguish between them all. Towards the end and with help from Em-J, Andy and some kids that gave me pointers, I didn't need the wall. Can't say that it wasn't fun because it was tons of.

Tonight, or can't I say tonight? Anyway, Sunday I met up with Nikki and Mark and we went to a hot shots. We played pool and I met her family. Interesting group of human beings. Totally cool and totally friendly. I'll never get used to children calling their parents by their first name though. That seems so odd to me. Not only that, but I tend to call anyone I've just met "Sir" or "Ma'am". They also have great dogs. I like pets as pets, not as family. Sorry, bad experience with pets when I was younger. Haven't gotten over a loss. Anyway, pool was fun (not as much fun without DLC) the family was great, jokes were funny. remind me to tell you the one about the Alamo. It's time to sleep.

Tuesday I'm boycotting UST. My sign will read, "NO MORE CLASSES." and "Hell no--We won't go!"
Think it will work?