stoked. was already stoked. did not feel anything more than temporarily raised stress levels when 6 y.o. punched me. taught rest of day, hit all my numbers. stayed 'til 6 and excavated down to level of surface of desk. rode all 26+ mi. home amid gusty winds on shore of this violent beast which lives in our midst, the SF Bay. rode under dark clouds with rays of sunlight radiating out from them. ate whole small pizza with friends at artwalk. froze. bought can of PBR and drank in under 3 min. started to feel some pain at about Univ. Ave. in Berkeley. asked for opiated beer at Lanesplitter. no dice. met 2 olde friends, one older than the next. drank several halfpints. retired.
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