Tales of The Chesire Cat

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then he was gone. 1:45 p.m. - 2002-01-06

ok well ive been busy latly, so pardon my absence.

i went skiing on new years eve it was a riot, time well spent with ma boy and his college buddies, we drank a few rounds and smoked alot of herb on the lifts. i fell down alot. We rang in the new year at the lounge bar, (Kyle said it was very reminesant of a strip club)with another round as we watched the ski patroll set up the numbers 02 on the hill with road flares, one of them fell while trying to accomplish this, we laughed.

just after midnight we left and got some food at the only open dennys in the area, of course it was packed and the service was so slow that we were forced to pull the old dine and dash.

i think it was the next day that we tried to go to Ontario for lunch, emphasis on tried. We got rejected at the border. Then they sent us to customs/immagration where our car was searched. This made us all nervous, concidering there was a bag with ten or so grams of herb somewhere in the car and a small bowl. the customs officer never did find this, much to our releaf. whew!

We went skiing again on the second it was basically the same only there was more pot and less rounds and the snow machines at this place really sucked. they werent spewing white fuffy snow this time, but rather very wet ice that hit you like,well, wet ice going 20mph...

fun stuff i tell you!

on the fourth i went with Kyle to have his tattoo touched up, kyle went in there expecting to just have a spot here and a speck there redone, wrong.

the tattoo artist decided to be anal and redo the whole thing, this is a rather LARGE tattoo mind you, Kyle was not happy about this. I could see some tears welling up from the pain. looked like some awesome pain, but it looks four fold better now, very vibrant.

note: it is difficult to make love to someone with a fresh tattoo and not hurt the booboo.

The next morning i woke up @ 6am and after a lovely shared shower, helped Kyle pack his whole life + 3 cats into his very tiny car. I made sure to barrow his 12 string since it wasnt going to be in use. I kissed him goodbye and then he was gone.

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