Anson Wu: Counterstrike Player

A good percentage of the time, what Anson says is bullshit. I've heard many tales of him in China, always casting him in a positive light. These stories have been the ones that I end up ignoring. But there's some truth, among the bullshit. For the last year, Anson has been telling me that he's a professional Counterstrike player. I never knew how serious he was about it until I started living with him. This is Anson's schedule, as far as I understand it. He goes to school all day, comes home, has a nap, eats, does homework. Then around 10, he gets a phone call on his computer and he plays counterstrike until three. He told me that he's gonna get interviewed on the internet. Apperently he's the best Chinese player in Canada. The team is so good that they have sponsorship. His buddies, the Chinese Army that I met when I went to Vancouver this November are currently in Toronto competing nationally. Strange world, eh?

Where does this lead? My sleep patterns. One of the drawbacks of having a world class PC gamer in the apartment is that he spends a lot of his time yelling into his microphone. Somtimes, I wake up in the middle of the night to hear him yelling to his buddies to "rush, rush"! It's a strange mix of English and Cantonese swearing. If I go to China, I'm sure that my vocabulary will consist of the Chinese equivilent of leet speak.