You've got my back in the city

While the majority of this weekend was a bust, the ending segment was just right. I'm still on the road to recovery after many bad falls, but keeping a tight grip and distant eye is all I can fall back on at this point. Then there's always AP. World assignments and underlying waste for what's to come of next year's marks. Ah well. I'm doing surprisingly well at the moment, so let's keep that up.

My Toms ended in giving me blisters and cuts on my back ankles. Bummer. I fixed it up with some adhesives and cotton, now that I'm on a shortage of band-aids. And to think it used to be all I depended on, when my pity of a life had nothing better to revolve around.