Mar 30th 2000
Scott, Melissa, and myself had planned on going to Salt Lake city to go skiing for a few weeks. We were due to leave this afternoon after work. In the morning Melissa complained about stomach pains. She seemed to think she had food poisoning or something she ate the previous day caused her to be sick. At first, I thought she wasn’t being sincere. I thought she didn’t want to go for whatever reason. Maybe she was nervous or something. It wasn’t until I was talking to her and she started to cry from being upset about not being able to go that I realized she really wanted to go. She was still feeling ill by the end of the day and decided that she definitely couldn’t go with Scott and I.
Both Scott and I got on the 4pm flight to SLC (flight 1296) with no problems. After arriving, we rented a Ford F150 truck from Advantage Rental and drove to the Residence Inn hotel. The hotel room had a living area and bedroom with a queen sized bed. We watched some TV and then went to dinner across the street to a pricey, classy brewery restaurant. After that we returned and went to bed. I had the queen bed and Scott had the sofa. I didn’t feel as weird as I thought I would with just being Scott and myself.
(edited, 08-13-2002)
Mar 31st 2000
Last night I was reading Scott’s magazine, “Maxim”. It’s a racy magazine for men with a lot of sexual content. That must have been the reason for my dreams.
On the subject of love, earlier this week (Tuesday) after working out in the gym, when I was walking back to my apartment, I saw a girl by herself on the tennis courts hitting balls from an auto-feeder machine. Because I’m looking for someone to play tennis with, I asked her where she got the machine (I already knew the answer). She told me the leasing office rents it out. Then in a surprise to me, she broke the ice and asked me is I would like to play. This was a good opportunity, so I grabbed by racquet and joined her. We were both beginner level and volleyed back and fourth for about an hour. I had a good time, and I thin that she did too. She was certainly a joy to watch run around the court (she has large breasts that were bouncing a lot). Afterwards, we exchanged names (her name is Megan) and I suggested that we play sometime. I hope that she is single; maybe I can actually get into a relationship. Who knows, but I’m not getting my hopes up.
We woke up at 7am, took showers, and then had breakfast. During breakfast we were trying to decide which resort to go skiing. A couple seated next to use strongly recommended going to Alta over Snowbird, because Snowbird has much more technical and challenging runs. Based on this we decided to go to Alta. On our way there, Scott picked up a local hitchhiking to Snowbird (he works there). After getting to Alta, we rented skis and bought lift tickets before proceeding up the mountain. At first, I was a little wobbly, but it all came back to me pretty quickly. Scott is a slow and cautious skier. I think he is paranoid about getting another knee injury. Every single run we went down, Scott was always behind me, all he way to the end. This was a pleasant change from skiing with Craig. The entire time, we skied down almost all blue squares, no black diamonds, and a few green circle trails. It was a perfect day for skiing. There were very few clouds in the sky, and we had fresh snow from the night before.
The beautiful bright blue sky combined with mountain air and snow-covered mountains reminded me why I love to ski so much. It is such a wonderful feeling to be shooting down the mountainside on skis while taking in such beautiful scenery. I can’t wait to go back again. We left shortly before the lifts close (4:30pm) and returned the truck and got on the plane with no problems. I didn’t get home until about 3:30am. It was a long day, and I was very tired before going to bed.
(edited, 08-13-2002)
