My brother and I went out this afternoon to volley's (roger's tennis shop), jamba juice, borders, and then the public library. I had to get some overgrips at volley's, and my brother checked out a couple new babolat racquets to demo. At the library, I got a few more books, including lord of the rings.

In the evening we went to play tennis at chestnut park. Midway through I broke a string on one of the racquets I recently acquired. When we got back home, I pulled out the stringing machine and restrung it with 16 gauge gosen string. It's the first time I've strung my own racquet in a really long time. When things were busy, my dad usually did my stringing for me.