Snow is Cold

Absolute genius. It’s all about telling it how it is.

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WOMAN LOVES APE?

Some wonderful people somehow hacked my sites a couple of days ago :( fortunately no damage other than defacement, and seems the only method of access could have been a exploit in one of the php apps I’m hosting on snowiscold.com.. Still, hopefully that’s been sorted, and it’s not a vulnerability in Wordpress itself, as that would *not* be good news! It’s taken me some time to restore all the homepages off of my local copies though, grumble grumble.

Belated holiday news & Merry Christmas to all! My holiday was ok, the boarding was good considering the time of year but there were a few too many stones & rocks around to warrant destroying the base of one of my newer babies so had to resort to using the old faithful for the majority of the week. Sadly I didn’t get to do as much boarding or boozing as I usually would due to being ill the whole week :( I figured I’d be better after a couple of days away but I don’t think my tactics of immediate-alcohol-indulgence-on-improvement-in-condition did me much good at all. On 2 days I only did 2 runs then came home, only did an hour and a half another day, and the conditions were getting pretty hard by the end of the week which didn’t really inspire me to go and hurl myself around. In fact on the last day I nearly lost it on a track (which never happens) due to feeling completely out of it, so thought I better head home before breaking my azz on some ice! There was a lot not open, which is fair enough given that it was the second operating week of the season (and they wanted to save some stuff for the Christmas crowds), but that meant the runs that were open were getting rocky and icy. Grrr. I managed to get one semi powder run in on the first day, but that killed me due to my general fatigue! Can’t say I was too fussed about our chalet (or the resort, or the staff in general…) either, so all in all, well, I’ve had better trips… Ho hum.

On coming home, still ill but a relief to have some home comforts. How bad does it suck being debilitated in a foreign country?? (hugs Tiff!) I was off work Monday and Tuesday this week but thought I’d better show my face on Wednesday before attending the Christmas party today, which starts in approximately 1 hour :) so, just enough time to do a bit of blogging from work?? Hehe.

More soon…

I’m going snowboarding in 8 hours! Well technically only the plane leaves at 8am, but you get my drift. This also means that I have to be up in 2 hours to drive to Gatwick airport. Crap. Plus I’m ill.. Anyway, stick to the positives huh?!

We’re off to Courchevel 1850, playground of the rich and famous and one of the most expensive resorts in Europe. Should make for some cheap nights out then.. Can’t see there’s gonna be that many people there this time of year to be honest but seeing as the snow’s meant to be pretty good right now that’s no bad thing!

Right I’m gonna grab some shuteye, or at least continue trying.. I’m actually writing this from bed on my phone via GPRS - ah the wonders of modern technology :)

Til next time..

There’s been so much I could have written about this week yet have not found the time to sit and document it. One of the problems is that literary inspiration has come at entirely the wrong time, for example at the point of dropping off where I’m like, “should I get up and do something different? Or will I fall asleep if I continue lying here just a few more seconds?” one day I’m sure it might be possible to transmit thoughts directly to blog, but maybe that’s a fair few iterations on from web 2.0. I feel it’s a shame that good ideas have gone to waste, especially when I find a melody with no opportunity to capture it, as then anyone who reads this would not be subjected to such drivel, but I also don’t want to feel compelled to post anything just for the sake of it, as after all it’s hardly compulsory. Anyway…

A couple of times this week I’ve struggled to sleep, which is fairly uncharacteristic for me. Last Sunday I was absolutely shattered and knew that I had to rest up to be ok for work the next day, but it just wasn’t happening. My mind was awash with concerns alongside everyday miscellania, so much so that I just couldn’t switch off. Thankfully most of it has either been dealt with or subsided, but it was most welcome to have a day off on Friday and be free of alarm induced consciousness considering the rest of the week’s sub 6 hour sleeps.

The soundtrack to my life is strong as ever. The other day I turned off the radio in the car so as not to interfere with the music in my head. I wish oh wish that I could find the determination required to commit the 4 or more tracks I have in production to solid state, but I think that’s going to be an activity that will have to wait until the Christmas layoff, as during the weeks I just don’t have the energy required to do justice to the material. Of course there’s still the issue that mixdown and mastering is so much less fun than the creative process, but that’s by the by :) I feel like the quality of my ideas increases track by track, and to have my ‘dream’ realised would just be amazing.

Hanging around at home is, as expected, breeding apathy regarding the future. The path that was clearly laid out before me on my return is being clouded by doubts and questioning, yet I must keep my resolve and not succumb to lapsing into states of mind that I should have abandoned forever. There’s still no clarity, but at least I have a good idea of what I’m trying to avoid… The question over what next is increasingly pressing I suppose, considering that by my own ideals I will be out of a job in mid-January (job, ha).

Fly me down the river.