Always hurt

Dropped Jeremy off to mom and dad on Thursday so I could take my math test on friday. He wound up staying there until Monday. I didn't feel like getting him on Saturday and Sunday was a pain in the ass because of hockey. The back has been hurting when I've been in the car for more than 30 minutes. Holly and I didn't really do anything during that time, except go out to the dinner the one night. The food was decent and the dinner was nicer than I thought it would be inside. I really wanted to play racquetball with Chris on Monday so Holly let Jeremy stay home that day. Went back to mom and dad's on Monday to play racquetball and eat dinner. I beat Chris in racquetball. It was definitely fun to play again. The bottom of my foot turned into blisters afterwards and was limping around on that for a day but they healed quicker than I thought. Went back to mom's on Friday to get the tattoo. We called Ronnie and he was at the convention in Scranton. Decided to go down there. I didn't really like how the convention was set up. The people would display their art and showed off tattoos they did but you couldn't really see what they could do. Had trouble finding Ronnie there so dad could get his tiger colored in. I found a tattoo I liked and was ready to get it but the guy had an appointment which pissed me off. I tried him about an hour later as we would've waited for him but he still hadn't even started the kid because he ran into some kind of trouble. Went back to mom and dad's, ate dinner and left to go home. hit traffic right before the gate and was stuck there for like 15 minutes. Turned around on the grass and went back to moms. A rapist with warrants had trapped himself in his car and was pointing a gun at the police. Took three hours to clear the mess, by that time it was too late and stayed at moms.

Went to play racquetball with Ryan on Saturday morning. We walk in and the gun who runs it tells us there's a tournament at 10. We play two really quick games and then go to play tennis. Had to buy a cheap racket from dick's but it's good to keep in the car if I ever need it. Went to Marywood to play. It was like 37 degrees out. I really sucked at tennis, didn't volley good and lost every match like 6-0, 6-1. We played three games, at least I got out for some time. Got pulled over on echo lake for speeding but thankfully the guy just gave me a warning. 47.5 in a 35. These 35 mile zones are rubish. Boring weekend. We went to Old Country on Sunday night and the food sucked for me. There wasn't anything I really wanted there. Had the late game at hockey at 9;30 and debated whether or not to go. We got home late from Old Country and I decided to go. Get off Bartonsville exit and remember I forgot to pack my skates. Almost turn around to go home but decide to see if anyone has an extra pair. OF course not, have to rent shitty rink skates, couldn't skate well with them at all. Get hit with slapshot and am now limping. Holly wanted me to stay home from hockey and I really should have. Was all set to get tattoo yesterday and the guy tells me he can't do it for a month. I have an appointment on April 25th. Ridiculous to wait that long, after I was psyching myself up to get it.

Getting really tired of being injured all the time. My wrist still isn't 100%, as I can feel it when I twist it certain ways. Every fucking week it's something else. I haven't wanted to run on the treadmill but this just keeps me lazy and in worse shape. I would have been running at least a few days and now I'm fucking limping around. Even yesterday I would have went to mom's to play racquetball with Chris and I had to stay in the whole time. I wish I wasn't so fucking weak.