That's what I did yesterday with my brand spankin' new Jeep Tires. Though it certainly hurt to hand over so much cash when i still have a mountain (we're talking of Everest proportions) of gifts to buy, atleast I'll be safer in the snow with my nice new non-bald tires. I needed 'em, especially considering the weekend treks to Seven Springs that will be aplenty in January. As of last night at 10pm, the snowboard is waxed and ready for the mountain...and I'm pumped. I'm pumped even though I know I'll spend half of Saturday eating snow more than riding it. I'm even pumped knowing that I'll inevitably have black and blue knees for atleast 2 weeks. Sounds masochistic, but it's really just this amazing child-like excitement flowing through me. I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve, still believing in Santa and straining to hear anything that might resemble sleigh bells. Magic. Peace on Earth (though cliche) is still the ultimate Christmas wish, but i would surely settle for one ride down the mountain without falling on Christmas :o)
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