I went into town tonight with Heather and bought a Burton Mayhem.
It looks awesome and I can’t wait to try it out on Monday, woo!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
My 25th Birthday
As birthdays go, this birthday is the one I have been dreading since I was younger…..3 days ago. I’m now a quarter of a century old which sucks.
My birthday got celebrated on the night before so that we could all get drunk, dance and have fun into the wee hours of the morning. This didn’t happen. We left Copper Mountain and headed over to Breckinridge Ski Resort to meet up with some Lake Powell folk that we used to work with. The guys decided to play drinking games for an hour, after what seemed like 3 hours of drinking shots and rum we moved on to the bar. It was 9:00pm and we got some pitchers of beer in and danced our socks off. After everyone was getting really drunk, break dancing, spilling beers all over each other and seeing who had the strongest punch…we left. It must have been 10:15pm, pretty early for leaving a bar I think but my ride was leaving and we had to bounce. There is nothing worse than getting stranded in Breckinridge, in the snow and taking 2 buses to Copper Mountain. Main reason being, with 500 Latinos on the bus, all I can hear is “Hola” as well as some other random Spanish phrases. When I’m drunk though, this won’t do, it sucks and makes my head spin. So yeah, my ride took us all the way back to Copper thankfully.
As we pulled up outside of our “Hotel” we live at, my friend Heather threw up a little and then we ran upstairs to our room. It was now around 11:40pm when my South African friend Eugene came to my room. He came over to wish me happy birthday and whilst we were talking, Heather was in the shower. Around 10 minutes later, Heather comes out shouting – remember she’s drunk -, “Eugene! Get out! I’m cold”. I just laughed at this whole situation which made her apparently get ‘Colder’ and the fact that Eugene was there, seemed again, to make her colder. We just kept laughing at her. Eventually Eugene got tired of her ‘Coldness’ and went home. All of this was happening when I suddenly realized that it was Midnight, Happy Birthday to me! I have a South African guy making my American roommate cold, with the sweet sounds of Heather being sick in the bathroom. Is this was 25 was going to be like? I hope not! The year of 2008, being 24 I can admit was crazy. Hopefully 25 will be a calmer year, but with Lake Powell in one month. Things might just get crazy.
The next day which was my actual birthday, I felt great. I thought that being 25 would have given me the worst hangover in the world but it didn’t. This might have something to do with the 2 pain killers and glass of water I had at 1:00am.
We were on our way to Denver making a pit stop at some ghetto, white trash trailer town that only had a Starbucks, Burger King, Subway and around 20 trailers perched on a cliff. Who lives in places like this? I don’t understand it. Anyway, we got some food and headed onto some other town that actually had houses and a RadioShack. Heather was getting the oil to her car changed and her alignment fixed. After an hour of waiting we were eventually Denver bound. The land of the Denver Nuggets and civilization. All we did was go to the 16th St Mall and do some shopping. It was 5:00pm and my hangover set it, more painkillers and a Starbucks later we were on our way home. Thankfully Heather was driving because it was dark and looking out the window was like looking into space from the driving seat of the Starship Enterprise, trippy as hell. We got back and met up with 3 other friends, Ger, Will and Ted. We all went out for Indian food and had a good time. Only downfall was that I ordered Chicken Vindaloo extra spicey, never EVER underestimate an Indian man with a sense of humor with access to loads of Chillis. This man will cause you pain, but good pain. The only bad thing was the next morning, my stomach felt like it was going to explode. Obviously, it didn’t so don’t worry.
So by the end of these 2 fun days I had a pretty enjoyable birthday.
I hope that you enjoyed reading my first story here, there will be more, I’m just not sure of what yet!
Paul
My birthday got celebrated on the night before so that we could all get drunk, dance and have fun into the wee hours of the morning. This didn’t happen. We left Copper Mountain and headed over to Breckinridge Ski Resort to meet up with some Lake Powell folk that we used to work with. The guys decided to play drinking games for an hour, after what seemed like 3 hours of drinking shots and rum we moved on to the bar. It was 9:00pm and we got some pitchers of beer in and danced our socks off. After everyone was getting really drunk, break dancing, spilling beers all over each other and seeing who had the strongest punch…we left. It must have been 10:15pm, pretty early for leaving a bar I think but my ride was leaving and we had to bounce. There is nothing worse than getting stranded in Breckinridge, in the snow and taking 2 buses to Copper Mountain. Main reason being, with 500 Latinos on the bus, all I can hear is “Hola” as well as some other random Spanish phrases. When I’m drunk though, this won’t do, it sucks and makes my head spin. So yeah, my ride took us all the way back to Copper thankfully.
As we pulled up outside of our “Hotel” we live at, my friend Heather threw up a little and then we ran upstairs to our room. It was now around 11:40pm when my South African friend Eugene came to my room. He came over to wish me happy birthday and whilst we were talking, Heather was in the shower. Around 10 minutes later, Heather comes out shouting – remember she’s drunk -, “Eugene! Get out! I’m cold”. I just laughed at this whole situation which made her apparently get ‘Colder’ and the fact that Eugene was there, seemed again, to make her colder. We just kept laughing at her. Eventually Eugene got tired of her ‘Coldness’ and went home. All of this was happening when I suddenly realized that it was Midnight, Happy Birthday to me! I have a South African guy making my American roommate cold, with the sweet sounds of Heather being sick in the bathroom. Is this was 25 was going to be like? I hope not! The year of 2008, being 24 I can admit was crazy. Hopefully 25 will be a calmer year, but with Lake Powell in one month. Things might just get crazy.
The next day which was my actual birthday, I felt great. I thought that being 25 would have given me the worst hangover in the world but it didn’t. This might have something to do with the 2 pain killers and glass of water I had at 1:00am.
We were on our way to Denver making a pit stop at some ghetto, white trash trailer town that only had a Starbucks, Burger King, Subway and around 20 trailers perched on a cliff. Who lives in places like this? I don’t understand it. Anyway, we got some food and headed onto some other town that actually had houses and a RadioShack. Heather was getting the oil to her car changed and her alignment fixed. After an hour of waiting we were eventually Denver bound. The land of the Denver Nuggets and civilization. All we did was go to the 16th St Mall and do some shopping. It was 5:00pm and my hangover set it, more painkillers and a Starbucks later we were on our way home. Thankfully Heather was driving because it was dark and looking out the window was like looking into space from the driving seat of the Starship Enterprise, trippy as hell. We got back and met up with 3 other friends, Ger, Will and Ted. We all went out for Indian food and had a good time. Only downfall was that I ordered Chicken Vindaloo extra spicey, never EVER underestimate an Indian man with a sense of humor with access to loads of Chillis. This man will cause you pain, but good pain. The only bad thing was the next morning, my stomach felt like it was going to explode. Obviously, it didn’t so don’t worry.
So by the end of these 2 fun days I had a pretty enjoyable birthday.
I hope that you enjoyed reading my first story here, there will be more, I’m just not sure of what yet!
Paul
The begining of something new....
So basically i'm going to write about my travels here. I'm sure there will be some interesting, funny and down right messed up stories for someone out there reading this.
So, while I think of my first "Official" post, hold tight....it will be coming soon.
Paul
So, while I think of my first "Official" post, hold tight....it will be coming soon.
Paul
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