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i learned something today; i learned that golfing in the rain makes my pants fall down.

today was the second annual bombardier golf tournament. unlike last time, the weather was awful. but i donned my raincoat and galoshes, and got out there on the course. we played 9 holes. i'm not very good, and didn't really improve any but i still had fun. marilyn rented a cart and sometimes let me drive it. i liked that, golf carts are like go-carts but funner. i took it up hills and thru big puddles. i had to floor it but still went really slow. eventually she and i figured out a technique that enabled me to be a passenger while dragging my club cart along beside us. it was fun. marilyn is reckless similarly to me. am i reckless? i just said then wondered if i am or not. i think i'm fairly reckless. the stuff i'm careful with are usually things i've damaged at some time or another. anyways, i really like that about marilyn. she feels like an equal, i can talk to her like a girl-friend. my favourite part of today was driving around with her. it really confirmed the fact that i enjoy watching sporting events more than i like participating in them, and in those cases i have to know someone who's playing so i can cheer/be interested. i really do like cheering.

i got pretty soaked and it feels yucky. i'm going to one of the skeleton park music festival shows tonight, but i feel so damp that it's icky. even though i changed my clothes i still feel cold. i should probably go, i'm already late.

somethings buzzing in my ear, it's all too loud.