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<blinks sleepily>
Feb. 24th, 2007 10:21 amOnce again, it's ass o'clock on a Saturday morning and I am awake. Why? To go SKIING. Why? BECAUSE IT'S THERE. And because my parents invited me up north for the day and tonight. They'll be picking me up around 11ish or so and we'll drive up to the hill, where my mom will drop Dad and I off, then go off to the cottage while Pop and I ski for a few hours.
Tiiiiiiiiiired.
I do plan to bring my camera with me -- maybe not to the slopes, but definitely to the cottage so I can take photos of the snow and the lake and stuff.
Also, I just checked the conditions at the ski hill. They're saying it's only -5C out there. THEY LIE LIKE CHEAP RUGS. It's windy as hell outside and I'm going to freeze my butt off.
Why do I torture myself like this?
BECAUSE IT'S THERE. ;)
Anyways, off to go pack and get ready. Think warm thoughts.
Tiiiiiiiiiired.
I do plan to bring my camera with me -- maybe not to the slopes, but definitely to the cottage so I can take photos of the snow and the lake and stuff.
Also, I just checked the conditions at the ski hill. They're saying it's only -5C out there. THEY LIE LIKE CHEAP RUGS. It's windy as hell outside and I'm going to freeze my butt off.
Why do I torture myself like this?
BECAUSE IT'S THERE. ;)
Anyways, off to go pack and get ready. Think warm thoughts.
