One second...(long breath)...what a nice weekend. It was just what I needed. The OHL game was pretty good on Friday. Watched 5 fights and sat by 3 hot chicks. Saturday I bought a new webcam (this is the third now, and probably last). I also got my Montreal pictures developed at Costco. We played volleyball at Queen's again that night. Duncan came out this time too. And he got good! Said that he hadn't played since like grade 6 so he must have been a hell of a player in grade 6. Sunday was the best though. I went for a long walk around Kingston. I went down to the lake, saw the endless ice towards the south. I went downtown, ducking into stores when I got cold. Kevin and Chris made chicken burgers when I got home. Then, at 9:00 or so, Peter called me and said he'd be by soon to pick me up for hockey. He'd been in Ottawa all weekend and I didn't know if he'd be back in time. Hockey was great last night. I think my ping pong workouts are paying off. I'm starting to get back the speed that I once had, and the hands that I never had. Went out for a beer after the game, and a shot, and another beer. 'Twas a good night. I have no creative writing spark today whatsoever. I know this entry has been kinda bland and mellow, but that's how I feel right now. Like there is no excitement at all in my life at the moment. At least not for the next 8 hours. Later people.