pokes

Whistler was a blast, snowboarding was good times and the cabin was simply amazing. Pictures below. For more check out Jocelynn's journal.

on the chairlift, aren't we cute?

from the balcony of the cabin.

guarding our cabin for us. what a nice poochie

cozy eh?

the jacket is the only part of this ensemble that belongs to me

The worst hairpiece we'd ever seen. I was in hysterics, shame the picture doesn't capture it so well.

isn't she a peach?

fuzzy but I like it.
So for the longest time now I've been unable to see pictures posted on SG in people's journals. It's rather irritating. Where you all see whatever image I just see a blank space. I've run out of ideas of how to remedy this problem and would be greatly appreciative if anyone could solve this mystery for me.
In other news, I'm well into my third week without smoking any pot and am enjoying every minute of my new lifestyle. In case you hadn't noticed I was smoking pretty heavily for a while there and felt as though there were a damper on my thought process. I calculated, at my past level of consumption, I'd have smoked about an ounce and a half by now. That's a daunting figure for me to accept. It makes me happy to no end to be free of that awful vice. It's not that I hate pot or never want to smoke it again, it's just that I think i was abusing it and therefore ought not smoke it until I am used to and secure in my sobriety. Having a free source of the stuff didn't make it easy to give up and I don't deny that I've been forced to accept the loss of a few "friends" as a result of quitting but hey, them's the breaks. If not smoking pot ruins my relationship with someone then I couldn't have had much of a relationship in the first place. C'est la vie.
I hope you're all living the good life and fighting the good fight. Over and out.

-G