JUN 14/09 10:59 PM

It was quiet again at the market. I ate a lot. At closing I was locked in the mall and had to backtrack around the building. With my sore foot it was a long haul and I was afraid I was going to miss my bus. I had four Faxe beer when I got home. Despite leaving my pain killers at the market, my foot feals better now. I'm off to sleep through some tv.