Cowboy party seems like forever ago but from what I can remember it was a dang good night. Met every headliner and T-Rice. woop woop. Made friends in Manhattan, NYC baby. Danced and listened to great tunes!

Been doing a little yoga and enjoying the pow pow since then. Had a great day today ..possibly the best of the season. Remembered that it’s supposed to be fun and it WAS.

Officially manless atm and loving it!

Planning off-season travel plans and contemplating fitness routine in order to prepare for hiking one of the tetons this coming Spring. Watch out.

Despite the drama and bullshit that comes with living in Jackson I’m definitely enjoying life. 

Here’s what went down yesterday. I snowboarded, then I went to a gymnastics class and pulled a front flip off of a mini tramp! The evening was spent having deep, meaningful and also downright hilarious discussions on life, death, sex, food and everything in between with some great company and Mary-Jane. I then nipped drama in the bud and got drunk at the cowboy. The second part of the evening was not so great but who cares!

Today I went snowboarding, ate tacos and I’ve just returned from yoga. Feeling energised and ready to take on the JH Snowboarder Magazine Launch party. Yelawolf and DJ Craze. Shit is going to get rowdy.

Some differences in language and culture that I have noticed and feel the need to explain here.

Australian terms will be listed in bold with the American meaning next to it.

How are you going?… How are you doing?

Cracking on to… Hitting on.

Keen… Interested in.

No worries… Not a problem.

Cheers… Thanks. That’s cool etc…

Mate… Bud.

In my short twenty-one years I had never shot a gun. Nor did I believe in shooting and definitely did not advocate the right to bare arms. In fact, I have only eaten meat on very rare occasions over the past three years. So, in short, shooting ain’t my thing.

But give a girl a gun and things may change. 

Very very illegally drove north of town on Sunday night and while my friend drove I loaded a replica, cowboy, 6-bullet pistol. Classy, classy gun with a wooden handle and expensive heavy bullets that were held in a leather belt, which the gun was also stored in. Once the gun was loaded and the coast was clear, the sunroof was pulled back and I eventually shot the gun, straight up in to the air! I sacked up in other words. We pulled over a little after and I tried to shoot a gallon jug of water. Didn’t quite hit the target but it was fun nonetheless and I haven’t been that excited for a little while.

No random gun-shot fatalities were reported in the paper the following day.

I also drove on the wrong (right-hand) side of the road.

So I was also informed (misinformed?) tonight that if I were to travel to the South-Eastern states of the USA that I would experience some serious Southern hospitality. Where people who don’t even believe in God say that they do because it’s the right thing to do. Where the girls stand a few feet away from the bar while they wait for guys to buy them drinks (and you don’t even have to be dating or hooking up with the guys…it’s just expected that they do that). Where the men will wine and dine you and open doors for you and it’s tonight I realised that…having someone buy you drinks versus having someone give you free drugs are two VERY VERY different things. 

Goshdangit.

Look I worry a little that by typing this for everyone to see that my luck or whatever it is of sorts will run out but ah, I’m pretty much the shit…

Like I just got a text message from someone I just met thats says ‘yoo nikki…you’re pretty much the shit. let’s kick it.’

I recieved a text earlier from someone i met YESTERDAY asking me to hang for a drink or two. 

And last thursday when I was making my presence known amongst the ski school at the local seedy pub I met a girl who heard my accent declared then asked ‘ are you nikki?’ to which I replied ‘hells yayeah’ and she declared that she had been ‘recommended to meet me because I hear you’re really fun/awesome’ Or something similar…can’t remember exactly.

Anywho,

Jackson is the shit. Met a caaaa-ute boy tonight and I’m retarded at hitting on people so…let that one fly by… 

ANYWAY.

Today I went to Idaho which brings my total number of US states that I’ve visited to Five…It’s the second new state which I;ve visited on this trip. In alphabetical order: California, Colorado, Idaho, Utah, Wyoming.

Had great chats with my new great mate, Lauren (Lozza) and bought a sexy new CAPITA SMF whoop whoop. So keen to ‘shred the gnar’ on my new baby.

Start training at my new job tomorrow :) 

Loving life. If you want it go get it.

I’m trying to write as much as possible but clearly it ain’t working…probably cause my favourite time to write is before bed and lately that has been a period of intense drinking followed by passing out fully clothed in bed.

Miss Ping Ping is such a mess.

Um, I was on fb before and one of the ads was ‘KnoWyo’ - a site that provides education about STDs and unintended pregnancy in your area of Wyoming…Excellent - FB thinks I’m slutting about…if only BADUMP-SHHHHHHH

This website is actually hilarious! Check it out > http://www.knowyo.org/overview.php.

Underneath ‘diseases’ they have listed alongside HIV/AIDS, Chlamydia and other issues of that nature, is UNPLANNED PREGNANCY. According to KnoWyo unplanned pregnancy is a disease…Underneath the ‘treatment’ section for unplanned pregnancy they utilise the prevention is better than cure argument. Fair enough, I agree. ’Tis interesting that the creator’s of this website consider the safest way to prevent pregnancy is by ‘taking control of your body’ and discuss abusive/forceful relationships and advise against taking drugs or alcohol as this impairs our ability to ‘make decisions’. There is no mention of contraception.

Jackson is Awesome. My life is better than yours and all I did today was watch modern family. It’s a fucking roller coasterrrrrrrr.

thedappergentleman.tumblr.com < This website is so amazing. Seriously ladies, it’s like porn for the hipster gal.

If only all boys were covered in tattoos and dressed like dapper gentlemen.

Hopefully, will have a job in Jackson soon enough. Ideal sitch is two part-time jobs (instructing and bar work).

Moved into the new abode today…my room looks like a legit winter snow bunnies’ space. Snowboard against the wall; iron, wax and tools on the shelf; no furniture other than my bed. It’s greash :)

$1 whisky Wednesday…where Cuttys sells JD and coke for ONE DOLLAR. They free pour.

They free pour everywhere. It’s good and bad.

50 % of the males I meet are named either Matt or Dan. Followed closely by David and Brian.

If you want something, go get it.

Sometimes things just work out. Even if it takes a while to get there.

2 for 1 drinks every night between 5-7. This offer is repeated on weekends between 10 − 12. This is called ‘reverse happy hour’… fuck.

It is. I’m thrilled you agree.