first day riding back it was jorgey's birthday. i convinced myself to ride in the fog. it wassoaken beers after shred.
this is what you see at night. my car is always fogging.
tinsleys old capita is no more.
"its pumping surf back home".
at the market they have a sale for a 4 pack of pudding for a bone each. and soup.
i may not drink for 4 years.
the smell of my car is unimaginable.
16 bones this night cost.
i don't remember the nacho's he brang out.
sketch sleep in car. eggs in the morning.
healthy breakfast. i think my phone is on the fritz. rogers caught on. love