Skate-deficiency induced insomnia

When I don't skate for long periods, I can't sleep. I had the chance to sleep at around 10pm but I didn't take it because the last time I did that, I woke up at 1 am and was wired the rest of the night. By 1130 I was bouncing off the walls. I spent most of tonight writing, but gave up after an hour that produced 100 words. That's good because the word limit for the whole is 3500 and my shitty first section is a big chunk of that, but it's bad because I have to present to the team tomorrow afternoon and I have a shitty first section that I'll be presenting without sleep. Life goes on. Humiliation is temporary.

I went for a walk because I was too exhuasted to even cruise on the sidewalks. I immediately saw an anceint man kicking feebly at trash that was blowing in the wind. Later I saw a woman pushing a pair of toddlers (at 04:00) in some kind of toddler cart, singing "old macdonald" in mandarin. Actually, I saw them twice, once on the way out, and once on my way back. The children where shrieking with joy both times. Maybe they just got back from overseas. Jet lag is a bitch. 

I went into seven to buy a beer. A man who looked like the chinese rip off of a Man In Black was there. He was all blacked out in a trenchcoat, dress shoes, sunglasses and so on, but he had a couple of tiny patches of facial hair that he seemed ot have never seen the need ot cut, which where finger long. He asked the clerk about which instant foods where good, like an alien might. From a distance, I kind of fantasized that he was a Chinese agent, but when I pulled my money out of my wallet, I dropped a $1ntd coin that rattled across the floor and he swooped down on and put it in his pocket without making eye contact. Maybe Chinese agents are really thrifty. 

It goes without saying that I wish I had been skating tonight. It's actually pretty cold. So cold that I regretted going for a walk in flip flops. It was deserted when I went outside, except for the old macdonald family and hte trasher kicker, but by five am, the city was awake; taxis blasting recklessly through intersetctions and scooters sounding like amplified chainsaws going by. 

I have this fantasy that before china attacks, theyll give us a six hour warning or whatever, for everyone to flee before they flatten taipei. It will be the best skating ever. so many off limits spots will open up because security won't be around.