March 31, 2002
I fought with a drunk from a bar he continuously frequented for more years that I spent working in next door's store. He barged into the store and confronted me for a blockbuster blast that went off fifteen minutes before. Having never really been sober, he twice assaulted me but I yelled back at him instead to avoid damage to the store. I led him out, went into the bar to ask who told him I was responsible, and then he barged in, tackled me and seemed to have passed out because I was able to smash his face in.