A Good Day

So I am getting X-rays on my back tomorrow. At the moment I feel more intrigued than worried; this will be a pretty interesting experience. I was also prescribed stronger pain meds today at the doctor, since ibuprofen and tylenol don't work.

Being that it was impossibly nice out today, I got home from school to put my stuff down and turn right back around and go for a walk. I had Chloe's iPod with me (an acquisition made through collateral for a dollar earlier today) to keep me company as I wondered my neighborhood streets and into the woods. There I meandered for about forty minutes following the creek out to Smithbridge, five successful crossings of the creek were made on the way, and one unsuccessful in which I overestimated the stability of two wooden boards stacked upon each other (only my feet got soaked though, right through my Chucks and into my socks). When I got out to Smithbridge I followed it back over the hills and to my neighborhood entrance. Twas a grand afternoon.

During lunch today, Chloe discovered that our graffiti project has been set back (I had actually discovered the set back in another bathroom earlier that day, but didn't realize it at the time). It seems that the janitors finally found our work, and the proper cleaning solution to fix it with. We were properly outraged in our perhaps a little melodramatic reactions, twas great fun, my cheeks hurt from laughing so much. I hope the janitors realize that this means war; a war that I am most willing to fight until the day I leave this school, and WIN.