well, it was another day in hell and i have nothing to say to you that doesn't cut too close.
i fell askeep on the couch watching the tour and woke up just in time to see the end of it but then crasho called right at the finish to ask if i wanted to play golf and i looked away and didn't see how the sprint came out.
and i didn't feel like going out, but crashco hasn't been having such a good time of it either and if he wanted to play golf, i thought it best to go.
sunshine and a walk in the woods.
it's better when we're not in pain, but it beats being in pain alone.