Day 2: The Day My Laughter Was Brought To A Sudden Stop Twice

Saw Adam today...not Kosky, but Kaye. I realised recently that I have two mates called Adam K. Both support Chelsea, both are obsessed with tennis and I play golf with both of them. Made me realise that if one of them gets hit by a bus, at least I have a replacement. I'm very fortunate. I bet you've never thought about getting replacements for your friends. Maybe that could be your New Year's resolution.

Thought it would be nice to play a round of golf before I go back to work tomorrow. I actually haven't properly played golf with Kaye in about a year as he has a bad foot. He slipped on the ice a couple of years ago and has never really recovered. He's had foot braces, crutches, steroids, acupuncture but it hasn't improved at all. Interestingly, it hasn't affected his golfing ability at all...he's still shit. One thing I have noticed about his golf is that he doesn't take as long over a shot anymore. He's managed to whittle it down to about 3.5 minutes now, only looking at the flag 7 times and only taking two practice swings.

We both played pretty terribly actually but it was enjoyable nonetheless (great word, 'nonetheless'. I like those words that are essentially several words squashed together over time by people who couldn't be bothered to put spaces in between them - nevertheless, insofar, notwithstanding). Do you have a favourite compound word? Maybe you could get one after you've found a replacement friend.

Drove back to mine with Kaye to watch Fulham vs Arsenal. As I was turning round in the road, I accidentally reversed into a lamppost. I parked the car and got out to see if there was any damage. We quickly scanned the back of the car and saw that there was none. I laughed. Fatal error. I then spotted quite a large dent in the corner of the car. Chipped paintwork too. First time I've been genuinely pissed off in 2012.

Sat down to watch the football. Arsenal went 1-0 up in the first half. Unfortunately, they played terribly in the second half. Fulham equalised in the 85th minute. I could see where this was going. In the 92nd minute, Adam got up to go to the toilet. He smashed his shin against the glass coffee table, collapsed on the floor and writhed in agony. I was in hysterics. The hysterics were brought to an immediate stop two seconds later when Fulham scored a winner. Second time I've been genuinely pissed off in 2012.