This past weekend was the start of

The only other time in my life that I've skied was eight years ago with
I was fairly nervous about jumping into things under much icier conditions almost a decade later, but held up fairly well. After a few runs down the bunny slope, I was making my way along the slow wandering trails, rarely falling at all. I think having tiny skis helped.
- At one point, before lunch, during my second long run down the mountain, I fell into a creek. There was a hill I was riding along, but couldn't get enough momentum to crest over to the opposite side of the hill that lead further down. My only options were to stop, or to slide down to the edge of the path. I figured that it wouldn't be a problem, I could push off against the hill bordering the path, and be back on my way. That theory held, until the ground no longer held my weight, and I found myself knee-first in a few inches of muddy water. My pride was hurt more than anything else, and I chuckled at the parallel tracks leading right into the muddy hole on my remaining runs.
- On my next to last run, I took a nasty spill, and had some problems getting back on. It's rough to get back onto your skis and get going on a steep face, and I ended up spilling again.
Before our final run, we stopped for a while at a lodge half-way up. I had some hot cocoa, and we took photographs. After the club's pizza party we caught the bus back to Jersey. Along the way we listened to some sad bitter tales of romance, then had a good conversation back at the homefront about relationships and age.

The next day I was beat. My knees, sides, and neck were killing me. After a day of lazing about,
Despite being fashionably late, we were still the first people there. The next people to show up looked familiar. I called

So the two of us shared stories, bounced names and locations off of each other, and talked LiveJournal for a good deal of the night. It's always great to meet someone as LJ-demented as I am.
After moving to the VIP room in order to talk, and getting drowned out there, we all called it an evening and caught the PATH back to our respective Hudson County destinations.
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So, how do you people write entries? We've talked in the past about the current music thing. Some people put in whatever was playing when they started writing, some use what's playing as they finish up, some people write in an appropriate song whether or not it's playing, and some just totally lie. So when do you post entries? Do you write them up ahead of time and throw them up when you know you'll get more comments? Do you save them to a second journal (like some of you do) or private entry (like I do), leaving them waiting in the wings until you know people are reading? Do you just not care, and just post when the mood strikes, going straight from your fingers to teh intarweb without a holding position? How do you do it?
DAMN YOU NC8000!!!!