Me before tonight: “No, it is not possible”
Me after tonight: “Yes, it is possible”
And those are my wise words of the day
95 Tomorrow??? I want it to SNOW. Go away sun, this extended summer bullshit is a crock.
Come on Tahoeeee get white.
I need to carve so bad that I’m starting to show the physical signs of withdrawal-wistfully gazing at new board and punching couch
all stuck up in my head right now it’s mind-bottling. If I even tried to talk about them with someone, nothing would come out coherently.