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Tuesday, October 10, 2006 8:22 PM

in sdc now. tired, but won cash from justy today so I'm pleased. chopped it around like a spaz though...

had a rough night of sleep and crawled out at about 7 today. went down to the country club for training around 815 and just worked on shallowing out swing and a little bit of pitching. greg had this brilliant but sadistic idea of helpin me shallow it out by parking me on a ball above feet lie with about 100 balls to hit. and it helped...a bit...still got loads of work to do though, but I'll get there...

greggy dumped me outside the base then i cabbed to warren for 1.30 hit off with justy again. we fucking chopped it around today. very pathetic display of golf i have to say. but still managed to bag $4 off him! haha. shot 75 today with just 1 measily biride...was 4 up with 4 to play and had to par last to win 2 up. almost gave the damn thing away..retarded...

anyway, I've got videography tomorrow morning. should be boring as hell as usual. got 12.16 start with aunty nancy, should be enjoyable.

got my bloody distance run with greg and the others thursday morning again...crap

got more songs on my iPod! yay!

ok, I'm off now...

Peace be with you always!

spread the lovin'

Rob Valentine

any lower and you'd need a shovel