So I had a bad Wednesday night, think I told some SFers about it. Either way, don't want to get into it. Also drank and got drunk for the first time in a long time and... meh. Didn't do anything for me at all. I met this chick as I was leaving the bar and started talking to her. She was cute and I kinda hit on her, and then she was crazy so I was glad it didn't work out. Anyway, I woke up Thursday had a day off of sorts. Was hungover as shit and super tired, and had an 8:52 tee time which was no fucking fun. Part of my hangovers usually end up being depressed and I was pretty badly depressed. And yeah. that's kind of it.