a delirious account of last night's hit and run
I’m just glad I had the common sense to wrap my arm in a pillowcase last night before passing out on the couch. It was pretty well saturated with blood when I woke up. I got totally hammered last night, and crashed into a parked truck, while I was going about 7 or 8 miles per hour. I was trying to get home from the promenade without going over a curb. I knew I was too drunk to successfully ride over a curb without crashing, so I turned off the prom and onto what I believe to be G Street. The prom connects with the sidewalk, and about halfway down the block is a driveway that connects to the road. That’s where I was headed. The sidewalk is probably about 4 feet wide. Entirely too narrow for shitfaced me. I swerved to the left and almost crashed into a bush. Recovering from that, I swerved right and I could see it coming. There was a white trucked parked just before this driveway I was seeking. I side-swiped it at about the middle, and went flying over my handlebars. Well, the top part of me went flying over my handlebars. My elbow hit the concrete first, and skidded. My legs weren’t far behind, and they landed on my handlebars. The stem was twisted 90 degrees to the right. Couldn’t steer. And I crushed my left handlebar, on the part that curves just above the brake. I don’t think that part can be trued. Anyway, I picked myself right up and grabbed my bike. I noticed there was a doorway to an apartment complex right next to me. Not wanting to get busted for a hit and run, I picked up my bike and RAN the three blocks home. I don’t think anybody saw me. It’s possible I dripped a trail of blood to my own doorstep, but I’m hoping nobody will notice. The truck was pretty beat up in the first place, so I’m hoping a new dent won’t be worth noticing. Wow, I kind of feel like a douche bag now that I’ve confessed my crime.
Anyway, I woke up at 8:00a writhing in pain. The drunk had worn off. That must have been the only thing that got me to sleep last night. At 8 o’clock this morning, there was no more drunk left in me, and I was completely unable to get back to sleep. I was also unable to un-bend my arm. There’s a GREAT bruise surrounding it. It’s literally black. Looks great! My wrist also isn’t rotating right. I need to readjust my budget, and make room for doctor’s appointments. I totally understand now why Seaside police officers give out BUIs. I totally crashed into that person’s truck!! Augh, it’s tragic.
I’m really in a lot of pain right now.
Anyway, I woke up at 8:00a writhing in pain. The drunk had worn off. That must have been the only thing that got me to sleep last night. At 8 o’clock this morning, there was no more drunk left in me, and I was completely unable to get back to sleep. I was also unable to un-bend my arm. There’s a GREAT bruise surrounding it. It’s literally black. Looks great! My wrist also isn’t rotating right. I need to readjust my budget, and make room for doctor’s appointments. I totally understand now why Seaside police officers give out BUIs. I totally crashed into that person’s truck!! Augh, it’s tragic.
I’m really in a lot of pain right now.