Friday night I went against my better judgement and saw the train wreck better known as Friday the 13th. It's pretty safe to say that this thing's has "worst film of 2009" in the bag. Seriously, this pile of crap makes Four Christmases look like an Oscar winner. Despite the fun/productive jam session on Saturday, the trip to Stone, and the singles party, the bad taste left in my mouth from Friday was not washed clean until yesterday.
Monday afternoon we loaded up the "bro-dozers" and headed up to Mt. Laguna in search of snow. The conditions may not have been the greatest for driving, but they made for a fun-filled day of sledding. There's just something about playing in the snow that fills you with energy and makes you feel years younger. Not even the flaws in our makeshift San Diego snow clothes could ruin this day. After slowly making our way down the mountain, we ended the day the only way we know how, burritos at Santanas.
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