It wasn't a new board, it was a warped used deck bolted ridiculously deep to a set of fucked up trucks I had to fix. And it broke, so I haven't had a good sesh in weeks, or even gotten to skate since seeing Leo's part...
I'm basically bummed now but I'll post what I came here to post.
My mom sent me a parcel full of handy stuff... along with a 4 page intervention letter. Yeah I know I've given up on myself and need to make lifestyle changes, that doesn't mean I have the power or will to do it. Seriously, the more "encouragement" I get, the more worthless and incapable I feel. What I need is a fucking job offer, or some decent luck to roll my way for once.