[Found this post sitting as a draft in my posts list. Figured I would share. Edit date is 9/27/08. Actual publish date is 4/23/10.]

The point of this blog will essentially be meant to hold all of the knowlege that my small brain can not handle storing. I honestly can't remember sometimes what i did an hour ago, let alone what happened yesterday, or last week. I'll simply be posting my day-to-day activities and what is going on in my life. I guess we'll see if it actually turns out to be interesting, but it really doesnt matter. I really just want to be able to come back here myself from time to time if i forget what happened on a certain day :P.

Yesterday was a very bland day. I woke up and pretty much just sat around waiting for work to come. I downloaded a bunch of movies and music, and just sat around on the internet for a bit. My girlfriend, [she who shall not be named], arrived home from her job saying that she wanted to get some beer, so we did. The variety pack from ABC. I drank a few beers, and then fell asleep in our guest bedroom. Good thing i had the wits to set my alarm lol.

So i woke up for work, went in and of course hated it. I work for Dominos Pizza in St. Augustine as an insider, and trust me, i dont get paid enough. Long story short, there was a new shift-runner working there today, and they really had no clue what they were doing. I pretty much ran the entire store all night long. It was ridiculus.

Now the interesting part. My girlfriend and some friends showed up right as I was getting off work, and we all left together. My friends in a car, and me on my motorcycle. We were riding side by side until

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[Original post ends here... but i guess i shouldn't leave all my interested readers hanging. ill finish what I can remember...]

... they started revving their engine at me enticing me to race. I waited till I passed the known cop hangout, and then took off. Not to beat them in a race or to go fast or whatever, just to tease them to show them how much faster my bike was. I hit like 80 and started to slow back down. However a cop clocked me right when I hit 80. He was coming the other direction and I saw his lights go on and brake lights light up. At first I was like "shit" and slowed down but then I realized I had no motorcycle liscence and would be going to jail if I got pulled over. So I sped up. I hit about 120 on US1, then busted a left. I hit some backroads and then was approaching my house when another cop spotted me, motioned for me to pull over, and when I didn't HE jumped in his car and started chasing. I passed like 10 cars in the middle of the road and then pulled into my house and rode the bike around to the back, jumped off, and ran inside.

[couldnt tell u what I did the rest of that night but I just wanted to share this post.]