Yep. Season's over. Came home from vacation in the British Virgin Islands and thought I had at least a month left to ski(Alpine is open for days). First day home, had the house to myself, best friend's birthday(and 4/20, no less) she wanted to have a party, I let her invite her friends over. Started with about 10 people, couple bottles, couple blunts. I put my homie in charge of kicking people out if I didn't know them, then I drained some Guinness and took my girlfriend to my bedroom.
Around 1:30, best friend knocks on the door, I open it, drunk, completely naked, and she decides to inform me of some bad news. My dad caught the early flight home, just walked in the door, my homie that was in charge of bouncing is slayin a chick in my little sisters bedroom, people are fucking in my dads office, and there are people I don't know getting high in my living room. Not good.
So in short, my dad kicked in a door, threw away my ski boots, made me quit my job at Kirkwood, took away my keys, and pretty much kicked my ass. For a house party. Man this sucks.
So my film segment isn't done, and now it won't be, I only have urban and rail shots, so I can't even start to put a segment together, and I won't ski again until I go to college at CU-Boulder.
Life sucks.