Canada won again last night, 5-1 over the Slovaks. Pretty dominating from start to finish. Canada is virtually guaranteed the first seed going into the playoffs (unless Russia somehow wins all 3 of their games, which is unlikely especially since they play Canada next!).

After my friend (I should probably actually put names to these people instead of always just calling them 'friend' or 'buddy'...meh) got off work he came by for a few beers. Was about 11:30. Had a few then suddenly I got some of the worst stomach pains I can ever remember having. Don't know if I was just bloated or what but it was pretty freaky. I ate a couple tums, drank some water and went to bed. Feel better this morning but there's still a little lingering pain. I keep joking about not going to the doctor etc. but its getting to the point where it probably would be a pretty good idea. Not only am I getting stomach pains fairly regularly, but the other day I was getting some chest pains which surprised me (its not like I was doing anything stressful either, just watching tv). Although really, what's a doctor going to say or do? Eat healthier, don't drink as much, excercise. I already know all these things myself. Its not like he'd look at me and say such and such is wrong with you, take these pills and do this and you'll be better.

The same friend who came over last night told me he was thinking of asking his girlfriend of 2-1/2 years (I think, somewhere in that neighbourhood anyways) to marry him. This kind of caught me of guard, didn't really know what to say. I mean, she's a terrific girl and he'd be lucky to have her but I never thought he'd be the first of my friends to get married (not counting my other stupid friend who got married basically to get a girl into this country, who is now in the process of divorcing). But the more I think about it, we're 26. It probably is time to start growing up somewhat, isn't it? Good for him. On the other hand, my life basically consists of playing drinking beer, playing video games and just generally lazing about. How long can I really keep that up? As long as I can I suppose.