First game of golf for 2011 yesterday.
Stupid fucking game.
My buddy Schmeck and I went in on some wagjag or groupon thing for a round with cart at Willow Valley in Mount Hope. Nice course but their specialty seems to be sand traps.
I stopped counting my strokes half way through the back nine.
I can't remember if I swore off golf last year or not. That's how I usually end the golf season. No more golf, that's it, stupid fucking game, waste of fucking time and money. And then I go back at it the next year. I think it might actually be permanent this year. I'm having nightmares where I'm being buried in sand and I'm swinging a shovel like crazy to dig my way out but it just doesn't help.
Ach, stupid fucking game.