haha, me and my friend jakub went up to baker on wednesday and it was teh absolute worst ski conditions i had ever seen. pretty much a good half of the base was gone due to the torrential downpour that had rocked it for the past 2 days. (we were stupid and didn’t check the conditions, just assumed that the rain would be snow at hte top of the mountain) and so it was still 34 dollars, and we weren’t goign to pay that. so i hiked up about half the mountain twice just to see what it was gonna be like, see if it was worth 26 dollars after 12. so after beign soaked through twice and hurting myself by having now control in the ice, i took off my borad and we drove down the mountain. god, we’re morons

oh yeah, and last night mike and i were standing outside of my house in bellingham when he said there was a rat there. lo and behold, next to the concrete steps was a small rat climbing up the steps. so both of us being piss drunk and blazed decide to pour beer on it. it just shakes it off and gets out of the stream, so we’re like “what the fuck, why doesn’t it do anything?” so mike wound up punting style and toe punched the rat. it was a solid thunk, and it just flew intot he bush. not a peep came out of it, and mike and i were laughing harder than either of us had for a long time, i think one of the neighbors came out and looked us, sheer insanity.

and new years was nuts…there’s still residual from that shit