I think I have to take tomorrow off

The tropical rains came and went today, but it wasn't too humid when I finally went outside for coffee. After some studying, I went to the bridge, because the puddles weren't dry yet. The whole day shift crew were there. I won a skate game, to my surprise, and since that's the whole point of skateboarding, it was automatically a good day. It was also a good day because I did a half dozen ***** ********s. The clouds came back at sunset and it was so dark that it looked like a volcanic eruption, with one palm sized patch of bright blue sky rimmed with golden shifting clouds overhead. The cruise home was during rush hour, but I managed to not knock over any scooters or get murdered by assholes ignoring all traffic laws and common sense. Too many skate days in a row are making me feel old. Everything hurts. Tomorrow is going to be a by day.