fandango63

tonight i ran into the back of a ramp going a quarter of billion miles an hour. thankfully, my shoulder took all the impact. i didn't manage to break my collarbone, but i did succeed in making the back and front of my shoulder get some gnar bruises. being the genius that i am, i took a fistfull of advil, put ten pounds of ice around my shoulder, took a nap and got back riding a while later. i then proceeded to do everything i could to rip my shoulder out of socket. it was fun, but i'm not going to be stoked tommorrow. in other news, a group of girls are supposedly kidnapping me friday night for a night out. i'm kind of stoked but kind of not. on one hand, it will be nice to go out and attempt to have fun but on the other hand, i have a sneaking suspicion that one of the girls is using it as a subterfuge to attempt to take advantage of me. it is flattering, but i'm not interested in her as anything more than a one or two day a week friend. obviously, i intend to be upfront with her at the proper time. for some strange reason, girls only seem to be interested in me when i am weak, like a lioness would be interested in a gazelle when it's limping. hopefully, either i'm feeling something that isn't true or i will manage to be both tactful and boozed up this weekend.

i really need a fucking vacation from myself, it seems.