5 extra pounds, Buffy season 4, 3 sore limbs, 2 feet of snow and a snowboard in a pear tree
First of all I hate snowboarding. After yesterday I hate it with a passion. It is evil. It is not just evil. It is the Vanilla Coke of Evil. Whoever came up with the grand idea of strapping two feet together on a piece of over glorified plastic sould be tortured by having a pack of hungry chihuahua eat him.
Standing at top of a steep hill (which was the Bunny slope of all things) with both feet straped to the board and you are standing sideways is not funny. I could not balance myself and seriously had the worst time. I fell down, flipped over, flopped, twisted and shmeis myself. I am not battered, bruised and really stiff. Seriously my muscles are so stiff that I could bounce coins off them. At least bruising gives your visual comfirmation of your prediciment, but this stiffness and soreness is even worse.
Hell on earth. And it was Frozen Over to boot.
Hmmm... Ironic that hell is in Utah?
The thing is I am a good skiier, I enjoy skiing alot, but snowboarding just doesn't agree with me. I guess I need duel control. Left foot control and right foot control.
Never again.
Christmas was good though. I finished all my Christmas shopping on the 23rd by buying everybody multiple pairs of socks to go as little gifts with their main gifts. I think socks are grossly under-rated.
Christmas lunch was fabulous, it was nice to have seafood again. All one needs is to up the temperature to at least 25C/77F and it will start feeling like a real Christmas again. Snow outside at Christmas is just not right.
Though I did get rather carried away with the Christmas Spirit in the end. But who cares. The Mormon Tabernacle Choir's Christmas CD was a real good listen.
I did get to see "Lord Of The Rings: Return Of The King" at the Gateway on Christmas Eve. I am in love all over again. If Éowyn came knocking at my front door... well I don't need to fill in the blanks. And I loved the score. I have to buy the score now. The score owns me. Especially the piece called "The White Tree" which was played over the lighting of the signals. (Now being a guard doing nothing but waiting for another signal on a distant mountain top to be lit just so you can light your on yet another distant mountain top must be the worst job in the world).
The fact is I never really understood when people raved about scores in the past. Heck I thought it was a bit fruity (get the reference and get my love). But now I understand! I have seen the light!
I have done nothing much but vege out for the past couple of days since Christmas, but I am going back into the rat-race tomorrow which I am actually looking forward to. Having time off is fun and all that, but one gets the itching to return to normality sooner or later. There are only so many VH1 specials on the various fallacies of Hollywood celebrities before you just bored.
The California trip was called off (again). I swear that enough plan is cursed. This time my sister couldn't get out of some volunteer work she had to do for some school project. Really. Those organisations should be happy to get volunteers and shouldn't dictate when they wanted you. (kidding naturally).
Standing at top of a steep hill (which was the Bunny slope of all things) with both feet straped to the board and you are standing sideways is not funny. I could not balance myself and seriously had the worst time. I fell down, flipped over, flopped, twisted and shmeis myself. I am not battered, bruised and really stiff. Seriously my muscles are so stiff that I could bounce coins off them. At least bruising gives your visual comfirmation of your prediciment, but this stiffness and soreness is even worse.
Hell on earth. And it was Frozen Over to boot.
Hmmm... Ironic that hell is in Utah?
The thing is I am a good skiier, I enjoy skiing alot, but snowboarding just doesn't agree with me. I guess I need duel control. Left foot control and right foot control.
Never again.
Christmas was good though. I finished all my Christmas shopping on the 23rd by buying everybody multiple pairs of socks to go as little gifts with their main gifts. I think socks are grossly under-rated.
Christmas lunch was fabulous, it was nice to have seafood again. All one needs is to up the temperature to at least 25C/77F and it will start feeling like a real Christmas again. Snow outside at Christmas is just not right.
Though I did get rather carried away with the Christmas Spirit in the end. But who cares. The Mormon Tabernacle Choir's Christmas CD was a real good listen.
I did get to see "Lord Of The Rings: Return Of The King" at the Gateway on Christmas Eve. I am in love all over again. If Éowyn came knocking at my front door... well I don't need to fill in the blanks. And I loved the score. I have to buy the score now. The score owns me. Especially the piece called "The White Tree" which was played over the lighting of the signals. (Now being a guard doing nothing but waiting for another signal on a distant mountain top to be lit just so you can light your on yet another distant mountain top must be the worst job in the world).
The fact is I never really understood when people raved about scores in the past. Heck I thought it was a bit fruity (get the reference and get my love). But now I understand! I have seen the light!
I have done nothing much but vege out for the past couple of days since Christmas, but I am going back into the rat-race tomorrow which I am actually looking forward to. Having time off is fun and all that, but one gets the itching to return to normality sooner or later. There are only so many VH1 specials on the various fallacies of Hollywood celebrities before you just bored.
The California trip was called off (again). I swear that enough plan is cursed. This time my sister couldn't get out of some volunteer work she had to do for some school project. Really. Those organisations should be happy to get volunteers and shouldn't dictate when they wanted you. (kidding naturally).
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