Monday, March 28, 2005
It's the end of the year as we know it - Part II
Yesterday's "powder day" quickly turned into wet sticky rubbish (although I did have some very nice runs before it was ruined).
Edouard rang the house from the mountain and said it's not worth coming up.
I should find something clever to say. But I'm kinda tired (my room is pretty much a furnace).