When you're 6 hrs ahead of the Frenchies, everything is off. If I get up at 7am, there are 8 hrs before the workday starts. My working hours are 3pm to midnight. So, I play then work and it feels really weird. Actually, this week has been busy so I've been working from sun up to midnight. Today was finally the exception. I met Dodo in town for breakfast and then went to hit some golf balls. It's been a while and I wasn't hitting them too well but it was a joy. I found a bus that takes me from the range to within a block of the rental, which is brilliant. It's now 2pm, I'm at home watching Tiger's return and am about to join a conference call.
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