we spent all our money on cement and quarterpipe supplies. It's going to be a stark couple of weeks. I'm not declaring defeat, but we couldnt finish the qp in the alloted time, so it's sitting unattended until tomorrow night at the earliest. I'm terrified that it's going to get torn down before we can finish, and it will all have been for nothing, excepting of course, the experience of having made a mistake, with friends who are worth it.
I skated home across the city, but each spot had tiny curse, it was either wet from cleaners, or a cop road block was just across from the ledge i wanted to skate, or a truckload of gravel was inexplicably spilled across the run up. i gave up and met lzyk at mosburger. she's been working 22 hours straight. i cant understand willful wage slavery.
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