Chalk Dust

Hi my name is Viet. I have a problem. I climb a lot. Sometimes three or four times a week, depending on how I'm feeling. If I'm happy I'll climb. If I'm sad, I'll climb. Any time is a good time really. I've gone from doing routes to the more concentrated pure form of bouldering. They're both really good. It's my escape from the real world. I climbed three days in a row this week. I think I should lay off the stuff for a few days.
Any who. I tied for fourth in my age group at the bouldering comp Saturday and got a trucker hat. Gotta let my hair breathe you know. Anyways I'm stoked about that, but I also finished a V5 on my fifth and final attempt. If I would have followed Neil's beta after my second try I would've been all alone in fourth place. Hmmm....
Someone please stop me from drinking beer during a comp. Seriously, just walk up and knock the beer out of my hand. My face once again turned this nice shade of red after only having ONE beer. I was nowhere near drunk, meaning I could've walked in a straight line backward and forward, recited the alphabet backwards, and climbed a V4. But, still I'm walking around the gym looking like I was out in the sun too long. I'm not drinking again...until Friday.