| 4:18p |
the alcohol infected mind is a mystery...
i got a vicious thrashing from an inanimate object.
the funny thing about inanimate objects, is that when you animate them they can be quite destructive. I suppose that's why there's a natural state of rest thanks to mr. physics. it's god's little way of saying, "hey, you probably shouldn't flip that lifeguard stand, because it really likes sitting still. and if you flip it, it may just get angry and catapult you overtop of it."
"sure, god. but then why did you grace us with curiosity and ethyl alcohol?"
"why so you could learn the hard way."
"oh."
so, now my left side is all cut up and bruised. i took probably the biggest hit of my life last night. never in snowboarding, surfing, skateboarding, bike riding, or any other sport have i taken a beating like i did in lifeguard stand catapulting. i really don't recommend it as a sport/activity/drunken whim.
so, anyways. i'm gonna go get my sheets out of the drier, hopefully sans blood. lates.
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