This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations
Thursday, March 03, 2005
So some of you might have noticed my absence from the blog world. Im not going to be that person who apologizes for not posting on a regular basis. There are a few reasons why I haven't been updating on a daily basis anymore:
1) I have been very busy
2) I no longer own my own computer. Let alone 2 computers.
3) I have been traveling and living out of hotels for the past few weeks.
This past weekend was a great weekend. It all started last Wednesday night, I got wasted. Yes, the streak was broken. I had a quite a few beers at my friends kegger. Ashley(pic above) accompanied me there, and peer pressured me into drinking. I went back to my hotel that night and died. When I was checking out the next day, I was a total mess. I have never been that hung over. Just for the record. I will never ever drink again. I guess I just needed that one last blow out to remind me how much I dislike drinking.
Thursday came thundering in, and with it a trip. My friends and I packed up all our shit, and headed to the hotel suite we had booked in collingwood at the Intrawest Village. I drove up with Masta, and Tyler(Skyler). We laughed the whole way up, talking about photography, and listened Tyler's "put-your-baby-in-the-oven" music.
We arrived, and of course because I own a shitty Fido phone, I had no reception, and could not get a hold of Steve, who was checking into the room. Masta made the executive decision and we headed to a bar to wait for the rest of our party to arrive.
We waited and waited and waited. Finally Steve showed up and showed us to our room. Everyone headed to the bar, but I stuck around the hotel, talking to random girls, and meeting people that know me, but I didn't know them.
Friday arrived just as fast as Thursday left. My friends all went out snowboarding as the sun rose. Since I had just had knee surgery one week prior, I opted against going skiing. And to be honest, even if I didn't have a bum knee, you would never catch me in a pair of ski's. I woke up around 10 am, and headed straight for the hot tub. It was great, I really find nothing more relaxing then sitting in a hot tub. Steve and Masta got off the hill early and went to the bar, where I joined them, and watched the shit show begin. We went to the Irish pub. Since my friend Steve is Irish.
The bar tenders loved him and got him and masta fairly drunk. I just sat and cringed as they drank, it reminded me of my stupidness on Wednesday night. Steve got really fucked since it was his bday weekend. (See Above Photo)
Friday night was insane, Carolyn and Wally arrived and things started to get silly.
Drinking was done is great proportion. And we started to play "the rating card game" which conceits of a bunch of cards with numbers on them. It was a big hit with the American girls.
Saturday, everyone was dead. No one wanted to ski, or get out of bed for that matter. Stove's bade was at midnight, and it was quickly approaching. We all went to JOZO'S which is a bar at the hotel up the street. Steve could barely keep his pants on. And all the steroid heads at the bar were astonished to see that he is hung like a mythological beast. After the bar we headed back to our hotel room to party some more. We ran into a girl in the ditch, and asked her what she was doing. She told us she was getting ready for bed. So we plucked her out of the snow and invited her to come and chill in our room and yell out the window at people leaving the bars in the village. She agreed and came to party for a bit. Steve, Masta, and some others headed to an after party. It was around 3 am and I was ready for bed. I tucked myself in and started sleeping. I was woken up about 2 hours later by a quite drunk and slightly sketchy Steve. "yo, man wake up and get to this party, its kicking"
I wake up and get dressed and head to the party. It was pretty sweet. The bartenders from the Irish Pub showed up around 6 am, and the just made my night. A long with the waitress that couldn't get laid if she was an egg.
all and all the weekend was insane. We partied till we had to check out, then drove home. I had east side marios for lunch, and I liked it. Here is a hint. Fill up on the salad/soup, and bread. Then take home your main course for later. Im a genius, I know.
killed softly at 3/03/2005 08:56:00 AM
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