Setting: Berkeley Marina, Saturday afternoon.

I will remember this day always. The day Merima did me doggy-style out in public.. it was wonderful. Afterwards we both ended up on our backs, looking up at the sky breathless and giggling.

Okay, I'm kind of getting squiggy so I'll stop that line of thought. What really happened:

I went with Merima to rollerskate along the Marina. I hadn't gotten on my rollerskates since I was about 9 years old, so I was a bit nervous about it all.. especially since we'd be going a little bit of a distance - Emeryville and back. After a few minutes, I was still a little wobbly, but getting the hang of it all. We picked one of the windiest days to go, which made everything a little more challenging, but I was suprised at how easy it was to get the hang of everything again.

Coming back about 100 feet from the car, I heard a rattling going on in my left skate. We stopped and I checked out my wheels... everything seemed intact. Puzzling. We continue on to the car and about 20 feet later it happened. My brake fell off, tripping me in front of Merima who attemped to grab me. I have to thank her for her valient effort, but alas, I fell, bent over in front of her in a lewd position. She proceeded to trip over one of my skates as I fell and tumbled over on top of me and out into the middle of the path. We both fell down laughing uncontrollably for about 5 minutes. I don't know what it is about your friends falling that's so funny, but when you both fall, that's pretty friggin hysterical. We must've looked quite the sight to the I80 traffic waiting to get into San Francisco. Luckily we both had padding, so the injuries were minimal. My leg looks like it had an unfortunate encounter with a mad feline.

Today we go to Laquel's family BBQ and tonight I make dinner for Mark.. little brother sister bonding sans naked poker sex (take *that*, GOOGLE!)