Screaming Bean |
Sunday, August 06, 2006
It dawned on me at about the 14th hole today that I have to go to work tomorrow. And I didn't even cry or nothing. Must mean I don't mind my job after all. I shot a 107 after all the topped balls and divot-ness. I think it's the lowest I've shot so far...not counting the executive courses. I even got my first real live par 4 par. Woo...do a little dance. I guess I won't be joining the pro tour any time soon. That's why I've got to get a real live attorney job, so I can play those fundraiser foursome scrambles. As a marketing assistant the invites pass my desk everyday. I just want to play one for fun, but don't have that extra cash to throw around. I want to meet and mingle. In the meantime, I'll keep hunting in the woods for the extra balls no one wants to find. It makes me happy.
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