I spent the better part of the day trying to beat what I’ve learned to be one of the hardest StarCraft: Brood War campaign missions. I’ve been stuck on it for over a year, I think, and I’ve refused to play StarCraft II until I complete the original campaign. It’s not looking good.
When evening finally rolled around, I headed to my parents’ house for beef spring rolls. Julie and Andy came over too, and it was his first time with the DIY rolling. I always feel bad for people trying to eat difficult food out of their element. I feel awkward enough eating around other people without having to assemble something out of parts that literally melt on your plate if you don’t complete it fast enough.
I think I like my new feather pillows. I’d better go check on them.