Sunday, April 17, 2005
wait a sec. some idiot, reality, music show is on telly. i've gotta change channels before i puke...
dunno what the stupid show was, but it's gone now.
skiing today. so i manage to drag the grommets out of bed and get us organised. borrow dad's boat (the recovery boat) and meet my mate at the ramp. and we're still having problems. now it's the fucking clutch. but eventually (about an hour later) he's pulled his boat half to bits so he can adjust the linkage and we're off. 20 odd minutes later we get to the beach upriver of the jelly blubbers and he's decided it's too noisy, let's put the floor back in his boat. but we're still cooking.
a coupla goes skiing each, plus taking my son for a drag behind dad's boat on his surfboard, and we're spent. i've got a long way to go before i'm good enough for this ski, but i love it. a coupla good runs, and i'm shagged. i don't even know if i'll make it back to the beach. only just. and only just can stand up when i get there. oh well, aint dead yet!
working next weekend so no skiing for 2 weeks. counting the days....