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[chiaroscuroxvii]

This week has already been so eventful and it's only Tuesday. But for a second I'm blasting back to the past so my upcoming bitchfest rant has context.
I recieved my first draft of my medieval art history paper back. And oh god. I can't even look at it without  getting  nausious. My professor tore it to shreds. Actually my professor managed to get

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[frakkin_eh]

OMG... you're too funny. I'm like that when it comes to skiing too. I don't even PRETEND to be nice about it anymore. When I say I am going skiing and someone says "Oh, I'd love to go!" I just ask them straight out.

"How well do you ski?"

Cuz ya know what? I don't ski Green and I don't do Blue.... end of story. If it ain't a diamond, I don't ski it. And I won't wait either so if you can't keep up then maybe we can hook up in the lodge for a beer later but I'd rather ski alone than wait on someone.

My mogul days are over now... sorta. I'm just old and my knee can't take the abuse, but somehow I usually end up doing at least a run or two of moguls anyway.

[chiaroscuroxvii]

Diamonds are a girl's best friend - and I don't mean those shiney rocks either.

Waiting at the bottom sucks and its so easy to lose a person on the mountian anyways. Skiing alone I find to be relaxing. Just pop in the headphones and rockout in my own little world of cold, snow, and the thrill of skiing.

I'm glad you do a run or two of moguls, they're just too much fun. Although I admit that at 20 I felt the burn. I just forgot it by the time I got back to the top. haha

[frakkin_eh]

Trust me, at 20 I could forget by the time I got to the top too.

at 40.... ummmmm.... not so much. Too many injuries now.

[chiaroscuroxvii]

If it's any consolation, I went to bed at 7:30 that night and didn't get up until 8 the next morning.