Got up ready for golf early in the morning, waited forever for A at the CapHill station while talking to a very disturbed friend. Discovered a bird's nest there had been destroyed, a few eggs fell down and broke.
I used the driver to hit my shots this time around, was about 70% accurate. Didn't realize at the time but because I didn't stretch before and didn't focus on my posture t all, my arms and lower back was to hurt terribly for the several following days.
Returned back with A who informed me that he'd bought tickets to Minneapolis for that evening the night before, and he'd be back in a few weeks. It was a bit of a bummer, but that's how things go sometimes.
In the evening I made myself a nice large omlette with bruschetta and cheese in it.
Went to walk at Volunteer park, and hungout with AR(e) until midnight just chatting in the park.
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