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Hectic schedule, not that I was missed but just in case you were hopeful that I met my final demise HAH! I'm still alive.
& with that I'll be retreating back into my crypt. Happy New year and whatever else comes along or passed.
cheers.


.....is it your birthday????"
Not today, it passed

Sounds like we're both stuck on the same merry-go-round.


yeah, wrist is still a little sore at times but it'll pass. I'm supposed to wear a brace but.... I wear it when I sleep if it's sore.

yeah, wrist is still a little sore at times but it'll pas..."
That's not too bad. Glad to hear you are recovering well. <3 luckily wrist pain is pretty manageable. Annoying, but manageable.

(I just re-read that and that sounds sooooo wrong! Gutter! NOT what meant. I mean like at work hooking up cars and stuff, smh)


...I highly doubt they would be foolish enough to throw a party.

(I just re-read that and that sounds sooooo wrong! Gutt..."
Lol sure you didn't. ;) haha. Have a fun couple days off. I have the days off too but I have a wedding to go to and school.

Thanks
heh, skip the wedding and ditch school. Live a little. Do something random and unexpected. That's a challenge.
cheers


Since the day fell in the middle of the week we kept it simple, had a nice dinner out and spent time with Cass. Little did I know that someone had plotted something a bit more spectacular. The w/e came and I was shoved into the car to a destination unknown.
Cass planned a w/e snowboarding adventure. We met up with some of our friends. The guys, my brother and me, spent much of the time snowboarding or snowmobiling while the girls hung out at the lodge. We did get them to go snowtubing at one point.
One night after a long day on the slopes I was relaxing in the hot tub, there was another couple there, they had that hungry kind of ‘I want to f*** you right now’ look in their eyes. It was a bit off putting. I was definitely causing some interference, but hey, I was too comfortable to leave. The nice hot water bubbling around me was much too soothing for me to give a shit about their primal needs and or desires. Get a room...oh wait you have one, go there. After a few uncomfortable exchanges, nervous glances and awkward moments the star struck lovers decided to head to a quieter and more private place to continue their lust fest. As they were leaving the girl waved shyly and the guy gave a customary nod as way of saying good night, dropping his key in the process. I took note to the cabin number stamped onto the key chain attached. Cabin 12.
Now that I was alone I went back to enjoying my soothing soak in the hot water. Few minutes later my phone rang. Presuming it was Cassie, I picked it up without checking to see who it was. It was Matt. Talk about disappointment.
He called saying the girls were all still hanging out watching chick flicks and doing some facial mask thing. He was looking for something to do and wanted to hang out. A plan formed in my head.
“Yeah, I’m was just gonna jump in the shower though, so don’t bother knocking, just come in. You can set the pool table up, we’ll shoot a few rounds.”
“Ok, man, see ya in a few…oh wait that’s right, you’re in one of the cabins?”
“Yep, 12.”
I hung up and smiled. My thought being that the lustful looks being passed between my former hot tub occupants would lend to the hurried pursuit of each other and perhaps they would forget to lock the door of cabin 12.
I stood from the hot tub, dried off, slipped my shirt on and walked over to the huge window of the lodge. From there I had a clear view of several of the cabins. Cabin 12 being included. I spotted a tiny dot wearing a bright blue ski jacket and red hat walking up the lighted path. I watched has said dot climbed to set of stairs to the cabin, pause for a moment then open the door and walk in. I turned the video feature of my phone on and waited. There was only a moments wait before that same blue dot emerged from the door and walked hurriedly down the stairs to the cabin. I was laughing my ass off by this point. Matt paced around a few moments under the cascade of light provided by the overhead street lamp. My phone rang a few moments later.
“Dude! You said cabin 12 right?!”
“We’re staying in cabin 15.” Notice I never really answered that question. So technically I didn’t lie.
“I could have swore you said 12! What the fuck.”
“You ok, you sound …I don’t know, a bit unhinged.”
“I’m fine. Cabin 15?”
“yeah, 15, you sure you ok?”
“Yeah. I’ll be there in a few.”
“take your time. I’m still at the lodge.” I could see the blue dot turn in the direction of the lodge. I waved to him from the picture window of the pool house.
“DUDE!!! You’re a Fucking Asshole!”
Unfortunately, due to the reflection the video was unclear and wasn’t worth sharing with the others but that didn’t deter me from sharing the story. Matt may be scared for life. I feel I may owe cabin 12 an apology.
So that was that….
Jan 30th came and went, which is always an odd day to get through even though we never really understand why until someone takes note of the date. It’s like the mind subconsciously registers what the rest of us try to forget. The unforgettable gab of time.
Most of January was uneventful, which is a good thing.
Feb 4th The EAGLES Won the Super bowl!!!! BOO YA! Who’s the under dog now?! Nail biter of a game too.
That brings us to present day, so there ya go all caught up on the doldrums of my life….I’ll prob review this 20 yrs from now and think wtf. (reminder to future self wtf = what the fuck)


And yes, that challenge. Last Saturday I had a school community project where we helped work to restore part of the riparian zone in a park. I went, but skipped early with my friend even though my head kept saying I should stay! It was oddly satisfying. Then after that I kept a promise to a friend and got high with him. He offered me a cupcake laced with the stuff, which is how I'd gotten high before last time. So I declined that and pushed my comfort zone to try bong and a fancy dab pen one of my other friends has


It was satisfying to leave my class project early, though. I hadn't done anything like that before.

seriously? never skipped a class? or cut out early? ...wow we have our work cut out for us than. jk I got in trouble for walking out of a class during the middle of a lecture in HS. I had better things to do.

I've skipped classes, though only ever because I was sick or mentally frayed at the edges and needing a break for my mental health. And at that I still go if I'm worried it'll impact my grade. Saturday was the first day I left a school thing early with no real reason to and knowing full well it could impact my grade. It didn't, but I didn't know at the time. Part of the reason I don't like to skip is 1) I'm paying a lot for school just for me to waste it by skipping, and 2) since being homeschooled (and poorly so) the vast majority of what I learn is info I do not know already or have no knowledge base to build off of. Me skipping a day of school can be disastrous.... Somehow I still pull through with good grades, at least. I really wish my memory was better, though. :/

Beth - slipper on class , auto correct can be entertaining.

sorry, dunno why I put that, I usually call you Liz, prob cus we were with a girl named Beth last night.


I'm a bit horrified at the moment and yet still laughing my ass off!
So we (Cass and I, dah) just got home. There was a package waiting for us. An obvious early Valentines gift. She got all excited but I informed her it wasn't from me. She checked the return address and realized it was from my dad. No worries, he sends something to my mum, my sister and Cass every year. Though this year the box was a bit larger than the usual box of chocolate truffles and what not.
He was a bit late last year so we figured he just wanted to make sure gifts were received in a more timely fashion this year. Cass being Cass ignored the directions on the front advising not to open until Valentine's day. ...upon opening the finely wrapped package with the ornate ribbon and bow we both stood and stared at the items inside, both a bit bewildered in his selection of gift giving... I lifted the silky negligee from the box, holding it at arms length as if it were a dirty diaper or something equally as foul. A matching silk robe remained in the box, a card lay in between the items. Cass picked it up and read it while I stood stunned, still trying to process the event unfolding.
She blushed three shades red, grabbed the evening wear from my hand and hastily put it back in the box.
"It's for you mother!" She exclaimed.
I sent my dad a text saying that Cass had received a package from him and asked if he cared to explain his gift selection. I then sent a photo of the negligee. My phone rang immediately. I answered laughing.
Cass has still NOT let me read the card that was enclosed. When dad spoke to her he apologized profusely for the mix up. But then called her out on not following the directions to wait until V-Day.

talk about a mood killer.

too dramatic? I was kinda going for that.
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