it's after one am, so it's officially my birthday. what am i doing up is watching the third round of the us open at pebble beach on the telly. i've seen tiger win this event in 2000. now he's in a different spectrum from ten years ago. he's still fist pumping and all that but no more imagery of domestic bliss. i could barely see his birdie on 16. my eyesights have been punished by too many late computer nights.
it's such a beautiful golf course, pebble beach. i'm only watching from a tv angle but what a view and my box is not even high definition.
got to rest my eyes.
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