I should be get­ting a new mat­tress this Saturday, as my cur­rent one has all the sup­port worn out of all of it, under­stand­ably so, since it hap­pens to be old­er than me.

I went to watch Pita com­pete yes­ter­day, and he won a gold, sil­ver, and bronze medal in the rounds that he com­pet­ed in. They don’t real­ly mean any­thing, since the rounds did­n’t real­ly have too much com­pe­ti­tion. He did­n’t even plan on enter­ing the round where he won the sil­ver medal; he just signed up for it about an hour before it hap­pened, and did an impro­vised rou­tine.

I clicked with a guy who was very dif­fer­ent from me yes­ter­day. It’s odd, because it hap­pens so rarely, espe­cial­ly with peo­ple whom I can’t relate to. It was com­fort­able, since we could just joke around and talk with­out hav­ing to know much about each oth­er.

I have about two more assign­ments, one more test, an essay, and I should be done until exams. There’s going to be a LAN par­ty in the mid­dle of my exams too, so it’ll be a break. I need to prac­tice my Counterstrike, Warcraft 3, and my UT2K3.

Pita and I decid­ed that yes­ter­day was the right time to open up the bot­tle of Ice Wine & Brandy that he had been sav­ing for months. It was $40 for 375ml, which just filled two wine glass­es. It was bet­ter than any oth­er ice wine I’ve tried, most like­ly because of the brandy, which gave it a more rich taste, but numbed my sense of taste more quick­ly. So we had his wine, with my chick­en and rice, and some­how got drunk before we real­ized. This sur­prised us, since we nor­mal­ly drink much more than one sim­ple glass. We end­ed up falling asleep right after­wards, instead of play­ing a few hours of Warcraft 3.