Got so bloody sick for the Null premiere. I guess the previous weekend of all night editing and cold Broncos game got to me. Ugh. What a rough few days. Fever, chills, nerves, anxiety. All made much worse at the premiere by trying to kill it with whiskey. Argh. Low and behold on Sunday I felt slightly better and got out to skate for a short one with Neil and Rob. We tried to wax up and skate this glorified curb I had in the back of my head for awhile, but we got booted. Probably a good thing considering how stupid windy it got. So we went to a mostly closed in parking garage off Valmont. I was so rusty. So incredibly rusty that I took like 5 tries to get a kickflip. Rob killed it. Back lips, manuals with back 180 out, back 270 front lip. So rad. Neil was buzzing around as normal. Nose mannies, mannies, bluntlides, and of course ollie’ing over stuff. The trash can above was not easy for him, so rad. I hucked a lot mainly because I couldn’t land much. Got close to switch heels again. Man that would rule. No complies over parking blocks, slappy crooks, super slow bad flip tricks. Almost got slappy front feeble on a parking block. Ended with a slow nollie tre that hyped me up and even though I was the sick one I decided to not keep Rob and Neil there any longer since they were already sitting. Can’t wait to feel better on my board again.