Whenever my game is off, I sometimes calmly just say I hate golf and that's it. It relieves myself from frustration and it is something other group members can laugh about instead of making the situation aquard.
Well, today my rear differential in my truck started making a noise. I took it to the shop 3 hours ago telling them do what they thought best (i know the mechanics and they're honest men) as I have 280 miles to drive today back home. Well, I haven't heard back from them yet and it looks like I may be spending another night in southern california. I hate life.







