Woke up in the Rasta of Cruz. Took a quick look at the surf with gblade and mr Melvadere. Got terrified and opted for some acai and granola.
Had a tweaked morning and then took the plunge in the pacific. Surfed like a child but the blade runner got a few rollers.
Drank a few warm coldies and hit the fucking bricks. Sf bound. Nervous. Surrounded by pigeons. Made a new flavor of gatoraid.