I SUCK AT GOLF

I’M NEVER PLAYING AGAIN

Well, at least not until tomorrow.

The acupuncturist who didn’t show up on Saturday called today to reschedule. It’s for a WEEK FROM SATURDAY, or almost two weeks from now. Sheesh. I have got to find someone a little more reliable.

The day didn’t get much better after that call. I found out I was moving to another, less desirable campus at work, I was assigned more nonsense tasks, and then went and played an awful round of golf. Ah, well, it’s going to be over 100°F tomorrow. It’s got to get better after that some time.

Such a nice day.

My next door neighbor told me I should be out, since it’s such a nice day. Instead, I learned a little more about writing software on the Mac, watched some golf, and read a book. The book is especially good because it’s Night Watch, and I’ve seen the movie without the explanatory book. I’d still suggest seeing the movie. It’s a Russian fantasy-ish, magic-ish, vampirish thing and I can’t do a good job of explaining it.

Fortunately, my back feels a lot better. It hurt so much on Friday that I couldn’t get out of bed and I took a sick day and slept in. I had an acupuncture appointment on Saturday, but the guy flaked and never showed up. Maybe his kung fu is so strong that I don’t even need to go inside to get cured. (You can tell what I was watching in the evenings: a kung fu movie marathon on cable TV.)