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So it's big a long while since I've posted here. It's just not as fun since I left LiveJournal. A lot of it has to do with the theme options on Blogger, which are next to none and pretty horrible. I simply don't enjoy looking at my own page. It's been such a long time that a whole pandemic has happened. Once in a century there's a big pandemic, and 2020 is the year my generation got it. Everyone got it, technically, but economically, my generation has been hit the hardest. We graduated during the recession and then we lost all our jobs and businesses because of a super rare pandemic right as we were getting our feet on the ground and making roots. I luckily still have work, but it's with WSU and the Master Gardener program and not with Luci Creative, who I really wanted. During the beginning of the pandemic, before I started work at WSU, I was really enjoying my free time and making the most out of it (I can't say the same for a lot of other people). I w...

Literally, 15 years. I think the last time I went, I was 17 or 18. A few years ago I decided that I wanted to give skiing another shot. So two or three weeks ago I asked Mark, Maggie, Lea, and Andy if I could join them skiing at Cascade (they said yes, of course). Andy had never done it before, which was great for me because then I could relearn with him and stick to the easy courses with no pressure. Mark also skied, but Lea and Maggie snowboarded. At one point Lea fell backwards down the hill and hit her head pretty badly. She stopped after that, and then Maggie gave up after she fell down on her butt one too many times. To my credit, I never fell once, which is truly amazing. I always hated falling, so much so that if I did it, sometimes I wouldn't want to ski anymore. So I'm really glad I somehow managed to avoid that this time (seriously, how did that happen?).