Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Gonna be an off day

I hate when things start out great then fall apart, or when I crumble at the last moment when it really counts.

This morning my father and I had our weekly golf outing. The day was beautiful and we managed nine holes without talking about my finances or love life. I had decent drives and solid shots to the green ... but couldn't make a putt to save my life.

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