first week back

so pretty much i broke my wrist.

I'm pretty sure it was Tuesday I decided to go over to the Krishna house and see the people. I grabbed some grub and hung out with the old krishna peoples...too bad I don't have a job. That blows, but I guess it's god's way of saying that I need to move up and move on with bigger and better things.... or at least I hope so. I fucking need a job. This sucks.

And I've been offered two jobs. But I'm unsure of how legitamite the jobs I have been offered are. I find out about one of them this wednesday. which is the same day of the job fair amongst other things.

Later that day I rode down and met up with Sal and her friend.

And then after that, things kind of just went downhill for that day.

I was riding my bike down a hill, and was gaining a good amount of speed. My brand new bikes brakes work really well and as i braked, the front brake over powered me and bucked me right off my bike where I flew over my handle bars. I landed on my left side and my wrist was the brunt of the impact.

Whatever. Then after doing random things and looking for some wrapping, I ended up with the cops, a firetruck and the paramedics at my presense.

whatever.

the week i've been hanging out with my small group of friends and just drinking. I would get into the details, But i really don't care enough.

I'm just tired. I want school to start already.