skateboarding & the lurking life in san francisco.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
not too much going on Friday-wise, went to Newell's with Vicki and Kelly. Vicki broke up a fight, Kelly got hit on by old white dude with cool bike (not fixie) and some lady grabbed me and started to dance. She told me I didn't even have to dance and that she'll do all the dancing. I felt like a stripper pole.