she was standing eerily close to me as i made a quick pivot to the side.
my momentum kept my weight back and i couldn't
step off; her cries of anguish were extended for longer than i
would have liked. to make matters worse, she was wearing barebone
flats. her toes must have been destroyed - i refused to apologize.
some highlights....
mark emory in the flesh, a free man.
18 pieces of sushi for $6.
street skating
the foundation - veg. cuisine
colin and i getting MEC tech.
