last night I was riding home and managed ot run over the only rock in boston, which threw me in the air. I landed on my crossbar and smashed my quad so now I walk like a hermit. I almost got hit by a bus because I was throw toward the street, my keys flew out onto the asphault.
I get home after some older gentleman helped me up, I got a call from some friends I hadn't seen in awhile who were in town, went to meet them, the T was all kinds of ****ed up, finally got there, they played **** around **** around with some guy who couldn't get us into this ****ty club, they decided to all come out and go with us, they were drunk and obnoxious, I eventually had to leave after doing nothing but walking around in the freezing cold with a leg that didn't work.
That was my last night.
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