superbowl night

this was the big one, this was why we go the gym everyday and never eat too much and never drink etoh.
i came out of the locker room hungry and the first half was totaly domination. I ******* the whole thing that I never ******* before, many many friends showed up so I won't list stupid fake names for them here, a fewof new people were there, included a german and an america. i noticed that i didnt type that last word entirely correctly but this is not the ppoint. the point is that i left my wallet at home and got hungry after a day of suffering through almost no progress at work, so by 5 pm i was at the bridge and by 730 i was starving. i went back for cash and even more homies were there when i returned. the new trick was still in my feet so i did it until i took a fall (some falls are slams, this was one was more progressively painful and took about two seconds from start to finish. not a slam, but there will be an elbow mark for a few days).
my skateboard cracked on the biggest, fastest ******** of my life, and while it's disappointing to break one so soon, it couldnt have gone on a better night or a better trick. rmj and i stooped up at the 7 by my house, and just as i was complainging about my homelife, i noticed a beautiful woman at the table, so i went up to hit on her and it turned out to be lzyk. she handed me a packet of 200 pages of articles to review, and gave me the death march speech because she had locked herself out and had been trying to call me for two hours. fortunately, she bucked up when she saw rmj and was asleep inside by the time i got home. problem delayed.

now it's time to set up the new deck. i have two beers. i should go up on the roof to do it. in fact, i think i will, even though it means putting clothes on and going back outside.