June 1, 2004
Nothing today; the weekend was suitably uninteresting. All I have to say is that I put in one of my worst golf outings ever Monday morning, which resulted in me slap-shotting a ball into the woods on the ninth hole. (Still gotta work on that temper, I suppose.)
And tonight I get to do all the stuff I didn't do this weekend: Laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning. And I should go for a run too, since I didn't go last night. "Day off." Hah.
