Like Putting My Feet in a Woodchipper

It rained hard all day, and I didn't have anything to do, so I listened to the rain on the tin roof of our balcony and watched youtube videos until it was time for mandarin class. After class, it was dark and still wet, and since it happens to be right by the bridge, I thought I would go skate and drink a couple of TB's. Things started to go wrong when I slightly twisted one ankle, and then the other, on flat ground warm up tricks. Annoyed, I tried to kick a small pebble out of the way and instead, stubbing the ever living shit out of my toe on my ollie foot. About this time, tendons in my switch foot started throbbing from my knee to my ankle, because I skated home too fast last night, and I am too old for that. I got the usual ankle and shinners from skating, then I tried to ollie something that I knew I wouldn't make, caught my back truck on it, and racked myself. Fortunately, Taiwan has a lot of cheap beer at every convenience store, and there is always a convenience store nearby. Lzyk met me for late supper at the night market, and criticized me for smelling like TB. I tried to explain why I had to drink so many, but there is just no pleasing a woman who has already decided that you had too many beers.