1.05.2009

my winter break recap

so now i'm back at work trying to remember all of the occurences and activities over the past couple weeks... so here's my recap of what i do remember: this is gonna be a long one, so brace yourself (twss).

started off the break by flying down to socal to visit the folks for christmas... spent a few days down there eating nothing but korean bbq and chillin. i swear my blood alcohol content was korean bbq. until friday night. and that night, my BAC was johnny black. i only remember a few vivid scenes (not porn, calm down) from that evening... all i can say is that i've never seen anyone swinging on a sink like it was the monkey bars.

i came back sunday morning and chilled out the rest of sunday and monday... tuesday came along and i had no plans for new years eve... everyone was out of town and i had nothing going on, so tuesday around 11pm i booked a flight down to la. flew down at 7am on the 31st and started the drinking at 2pm. all i gotta say is vu is a champ... took all his shots like a G... we barely made it to midnight on new years eve... sleeping on stone tile isn't that comfy...

on new years day, we go eat some dim sum in the morning... come back and everyone's chillin... someone gets the bright idea that we'll play some cards to kill time before they drop me off at the airport... someone gets the brighter idea that we'll play for shots of tequila... someone has the brightest idea that there's only one winner and the losing 3 have to take shots (it's a 4 person game). smarts. so after about 6 shots of corralejo (orale carnal), they dump my ass off at the airport. it really hits me as i'm sitting there waiting for the plane... i go get me a cheeseburger with some mac sauce to try and sober up a bit... it doesn't work. i get on the plane and pass out... wake up mid flight feeling like shit and in a cold sweat. i had a case of the castro... just drenched in sweat. wiped my forehead every 2 mins and it was drenched again... all bad. i get some pho in the system and head home.

next morning i get all my shit together for a weekend trip to tahoe. i heart traffic. it took us about 6 hours to get there. ihaaaaaaaaaatedmyliiiiiiiiiiiife. but once we arrived it was all good. to pass the time between 10 mins of waiting and 10 ft of forward progress, we played a couple games in the car and loser had to walk in grab the liquor and down 3 shots without saying a word to anyone there. god i'm a loser. why? why me?

boarding was great. if i could snowboard every day of the year i would. i think if i ever get stupid rich, i'll buy a penthouse in tahoe and work part time as a lift operator... and spend the rest of my days just boarding. at least for winter. in the summer i'd fly to brazil and board there.

so i think i'm done typing and thinking. i'm at work. i should prob try and at least do a little bit of work. set the new year off right, right? right.

big gulps huh? well.... see ya later.

3 comments:

EEBON said...

oh man the CASTRO CONDITION is all bad. Good thing you kept warm on the cold tile with a beach towel.

Good Times Fam!!!

cllctr said...

the real CASTRO condition would be sleeping on the stairs.. not cold tile! c'mon!

Jen said...

your life is so much more exciting than mine. reading this almost makes me depressed..