jej

buh... post-beer haze.

last night i drank PBR that came out of a soda machine at an east bay rats party.

saw lots of entertaining fights, particularly one where a girl beat up a boy.

good times. must nurse my headache.

i have taken on a new bike project. it's progressing well and moving at a decent pace. between an old harley panhead project or an old bmw project, i went with the bmw. i'd always wanted a vintage bmw ever since i knew what a motorcycle was. that and i happen to love working on bikes and turning them into something i want to keep...
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i feel sort of like ass. it all started when a coworker walked up to me and told me he wasn't feeling well. thanks, fucker.

today's ride into work was very windy. it was sprinkling in oaktown and nearly blindingly sunny in san jose. a motorcop waved at me. that's always weird. when i opened up the garage to pull one of my bikes out,...
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holy jumping jesus the interweb is difficult when the room is spinning.

i'm unsure what the screwdriver tally is for tonight. the bar i went to did not have pbr on tap like the ruby room does. this made me sad.

where the white women at?

motherfucker.

i am drunk as fuck.

i just got home from drinking in downtown oaktown.

a drunk girl i know wanted to fist fight me. she was being annoying.

i convinced other drunk bastards to do the forbidden dance known as the lambada with other people.

i reek of cigarettes.

so drunk.

bah humbug!

whoa.