Procrastination (and snowboarding)

So here I am, a glorious Saturday night where I don't have to work, but unfortunately am stuck with a ten page paper for Dr. White's grammar class. So of course I find myself wandering from the monstrous homework assignment over to blogs and xangas and catching up on everyone's life.

I realized I have not yet had time to write about last week's snowboarding trip, so I guess I'll do that now (cuz it's more fun to write than an essay!)

In the deep recesses of the dawn us four brave souls awoke to greet the day and what it held for us. We arrived at justin #1's house at five thirty, loaded up the Montero, and headed off on our adventure: Albertson's at six in the morning. Talk about a zoo. We loaded up on gatorade, water, and other snacks to carry with us on the mountain (which we promptly forgot to take out of the car and pocket when we got there).

The ride up was especially fun, as we amused ourselves with, first the alphabet game ( I won, with an amazing last minute spotting of the word 'Zita' on an Italian restaurant window right before we stopped at a Carl's Jr.), and then moved on to 20 questions, where the three guys seemed to forget for an hour than I AM A GIRL... but it was still fun.

We finally got up there, parked, spent twenty minutes layering ourselves with extra clothes, socks, hats, etc., and then caught a ride up to the mountain. Another half an hour later I had a board, we all had lift tickets, and we were waiting in line for the lift.

Now, if you all have read my previous Knott's Berry Farm log, you will know that I don't like roller coasters or rides like that. And one of the reasons for that is that they go up high. So it's reasonable to say that I don't like the ski lift either, although I can do it without freaking out, as long as the bar stays down. Jesse and Justin #1 thought it would be funny to lift the bar up mid-ride and the result was a scathing look and a vow to never speak to either of them again if they did not put it back immediately. They did, and I was calmer. (I know, I'm horribly weird and a fraidy cat... I'm dealing with it, you all should too.)

We got to the very top and Jesse goes down the first incline like he does it everyday. Now even though I know how to "plow", I still have never been able to stay up on that first steep part, so I didn't even bother trying, and slid down instead to join him. Justin #1 was teaching Justin #2 how to get up and plow toeside, which I was very envious of because I cannot do that but now Justin can. When I try, I fall on my face. Maybe I will master the fine art of toeside next time.

Anyway, so Jesse taught me a few tricks to help me find better balance and an ability to turn of my own free will (up till now, the board has always been in control), and I even was able to get some speed. If it weren't for that stupid part that's practically flat and all ice with the speedbumps, I think I could get down the whole mountain in about fifteen minutes, with only a few falls.

Around three thirty, it just started getting too cold and the snow was practically ice, so we packed up and left. Down the mountain we go, singing along with such songs as "Tribute" (of which, yes, even I know the words),with a pull over to the side of the road to fill the cooler with fresh snow (with which we later "snowed" the outside of Jessica's apartment). Then back in the Montero, an hour down the mountain, and a stop at this ghetto Subway that was also part of an AMPM. Don't even get me started on this Subway. Justin #1 and I slept for most of the way home, but fortunately i woke up in time for 95.7 to play the best song in the world, and to force Jesse and Justin #2 to listen, too, as well as to some other country greats. Justin #1 woke up somewhere around the off-ramp to Jessica's apartment, and when we called Mikey to inform him of our evil plan, he took Jess and Gwen out to Jack in the Box so we could "snow" her. So we put the gloves back on, made her porch a winter wonderland, and then hid in the trees for fifteen minutes (freezing). The guys were giddy with tiredness by this time and were playing some weird hide and seek among the trees, and when I mocked them for this, Justin #1 tried to put me in the cooler. It didn't work. Anyway, Jessica and Mikey came back, and by then the snow was more of a puddle, but she still liked it. And then we went back to the Aubrey's house, cleaned the Montero out of empty gatorade bottles and granola bar wrappers, drove home, and fell fast asleep. The next day I was so sore, I couldn't take my sweatshirt off by myself, and the day after that at work, i couldn't lift any boxes that were over my head. But it was totally worth it, and I am so buying my own snowboard before we go again.

The End.