this past saturday, i was at the golf range practicing my stroke... golf stroke, that is. as i left, i lifted my golf bag and i guess my phone got knocked off my belt. boom, no more phone. i went back 15 minutes later and it was already gone. someone was kind enough to let me call on their phone, but the asshole already turned my phone off. he was busy for a while, making a bunch of calls to atlanta. hey asshole, enjoy my photos of my old a cappella buddy pissing on a camp fire. anyhow, new phone, new number.
now, some of you may be asking "what the fuck were you doing practicing golfing?" well, in the last week of july, i'm going on vacation in pennsylvania and plan on going golfing. quite frankly, my stroke is weak. need to get the muscles working. need to work my hips more. i could continue making freudian slips, but you'd fall asleep reading them all.
i got my federal tax refund. woohoo! largest i ever got. spent it on fixing my car air conditioning which has been broken for over 2 years. now the inside of my car will get nice and nipply when i turn it on. state tax refund coming soon.
speaking of money, i've started a roth IRA retirement fund. in 15 days, i've already made 2 cents. fuck yeah! kiss my ass, recession!
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