If you don't give my football back....

Went to a "Punk Rock Flee Market" in the city today. They have cool stuff but a lot of it was handmade and pricey. I got a nice bag and my dad got a pretty shirt and wallet for Lisa's b-day. But my dad said at the next flee market in January he's going to get a table and sell his art and painted boxes and stuff. w00t!
Then we walked around, though Chinatown and to Reading Terminal Market. I had Preston and Steve Gadzooks ice cream. There's another flee market at UDHS tomorrow and I'll go to buy cheap books and shoes.