- To Tuesday the 21st, where I got sick and thought the only things I could stick down my stomach are cans of Sierra Mist and Coke: $1.50.
- On Monday the 20th I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version) shortly after work, shaking down this restaurant whose owner owes my family money, and a stop off at Glam Doll. Spied the next woman on my lapdance queue, but she was talking up this guy, and unluckily she was the last person in the rotation when I got there, and I didn't have time to stick around to get an LD from her because I needed to go to the bank ... which was closed all day because it was MLK Day. At least this last person was nice enough to give me an intimate stage set even though I only had a buck. No coffee, BTW, so: $7.
- Sunday the 19th ... went to the gym: $3.
- Saturday, January 18: Went to the Cobalt Cafe at the library for a large coffee during Happy Hour. With tip: $1.25.
- Friday the 17th ... Attended the Hockey City Classic, although I was unable to catch both games because ... well, I might blog about it, but I woke up late and that started a cascade of bad things. Scalped ticket, program, hot dog and beer for a cold, unforgettable night I probably don't want to do ever again: $36.75.
- To Wednesday, January 15: Just so I can feel better about my myself, I put some of the money I picked up for Mother at this restaurant she lent money to into my account. At the very least I could look at my balance and feel good that I'm making money, even though that's not true. Also, I was hoping that the boost to my account (namely $1,200) would add a few cents to the interest payment, which comes at the middle of the month. Unfortunately, because of My Fucking Father's health scare, I had to take out all that money before it would count when accruing interest. Anyway, I was going to need some extra cash for the Hockey City Classic, so instead of just taking out $1,200 I took out $1,300, the difference being given to me: $100.
- On Tuesday the 14th I paid ****r money to clean my house. Like I have said, she's worth all that, and them some!: $50.
- Monday the 13th ... I went up to a bank that Mother had me set up a savings account for work. Now, since The Store is gone, I really don't need this account, but I was told a few months ago that it's dormant and I might lose all the money in there (about $100) unless there's some activity on it. Plus there's a long story about how I needed to trigger the Check Engine light in my car (it didn't), but I made it up there just to do something to the savings account. Specifically, I added: $1.
- On Sunday the 12th I had to get out, so I went out to Caffetto for a chocolate cake and a large hot chocolate. And I made sure I got back to the counter before the barista got done. With tip: $7.50.
- Saturday, January 11: What an embarrassing start to my day: I drove my parents' minivan all the way down to a Kentucky Fried Chicken to use a coupon, only to realize I had forgotten to take the wallet out of my porno pants. So I drove all the way back up, decided I still wanted KFC, took my car to one closer by, and missed basically the first half of the Seattle-New Orleans playoff game so I could eat there. That shortened the nap time I wanted before I drove all the way down to Hooters, then to My Favorites Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition). I wanted to get a dance from one of the girls, but I told her about my surgery, and she sagely advised against it. (Although she has invited me to a house party -- does she think I'm all healed up in a week?) So it was coffee and tips only here: $11.
- Back on Friday the 10th I decided to finally go to My Favorite Stripclub (Cover Edition) for the first time in a long time. Didn't see Stella there. Did she leave? Anyway, the details are here, and the total for drink, tips, one couch dance from Lola and a bed dance from *******a is: $140.
- Wednesday, January 8: Had soup at that place across the street from work. With tip: $3.50.
- Later that day, My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division), for coffee and tips. I don't remember the exact price, so I'll trot out the boilerplate amount of: $11.
- Tuesday, January 7: Only EWR was soup at the place across the street from work. With tip: $3.50.
- I would've paid cash for soup at the place across the street from work Monday, but they closed down because it was historically cold on the 6th. So let's go back to Sunday the 5th, when, after being let in free to work out, I went to My Favorite Italian Place. Gosh I hope I got just a salad and soup, because I don't remember what I ordered. With tip: $8.50.
- To Saturday the 4th, where the only EWR is from My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division). I think I got a dance from Giselle this night. That plus coffee and tips: $31.
- Friday, January 3 ... apparently, according to my post here, I went to the gym: $3.
- ETA on Monday, January 27 that some time ago, Father plopped an envelope on my nightstand. It was filled with ten singles. The address printed on the envelope was from a coin-operated car wash, so I assume this was money that car wash was paying Father back for when it malfunctioned, and he gave it to me. I meant one day to give it back to him, but while they were gone I was in a pinch for dollar bills because I wanted to go to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version). I knew My Fucking Father wouldn't want the money, so why bother giving it back to him surreptitiously? I forgot which particular day it was but I know it was during their vacation, so I'm sticking it here because I vaguely remember taking the money out of the envelope a day when I planned on giving it to strippers. Therefore, an Infusion of:
$10.ETA on February 5 that I just saw that envelope right next to my TV. I lifted it up and saw a pristine dollar bill under there. I knew it! I had taken out that dollar bill because it was so crisp! So I have to edit the number of dollars I took out of that envelope and shoved into my wallet: $9. - Then, I think I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition). Seriously, I don't remember. Why did it take me six weeks to do another EWR? I think one of the $5 girls was there this night, so I'll take two bucks off my conventional amount: $9.
- Oh, and I think I bought some soup at the place across the street from work. They offered three types of soup around this time, and I sampled each of them once. I know I bought some soup the Tuesday and Wednesday of that "polar vortex," and I know I bought a bowl this Friday. With tip: $3.50.
- On Thursday the 2nd ... oh hell, I may have bought chili twice around this time at the place across the street from work. With tip: $3.50.
- That night I got a "massage" from ****a. She wanted to jerk me off to Lorie Line. Might write about this more if I have the time: $120.
- New Year's Day ... I got a ticket from a friend to the Timberwolves game that evening. Don't know if I'll get to go to another one, so I bought a souvenir-sized Coke with a hot dog. Promised myself I'd remember the price, but I don't, so I'll guess:
$12.50.ETA on February 5 that that is the wrong amount, at least according to the number I wrote down the total in my day planner. I totally forgot that I spent some money on a 50/50 raffle the game held for charity. The actual total, I believe, is: $18.75 - On New Year's Eve I finished my night by hitting My Favorite Late-Night Italian Place. Forgot what I ate. I'll say I got a salad and mozzarella sticks, so with tip: $11.
- Now there are holes in my memory all over the place. ... On Saturday the 28th I went to St. Paul to catch the U.S. Olympic women's hockey team's exhibition against Canada. I swore I would remember and/or write down this amount, and of course I fucking didn't, so I'm going to guess that the combined total of a scalped ticket, program, hot dog and souvenir-sized Coke equals: $29.50.
- I also went to the library and printed out a coupon for a car wash I didn't use because I got more of a discount using my AAA card: 10 cents.
- Went to the gym that afternoon: $3.
- Before going to My Favorite Stripclub (Cover Version) I went to the Megamall. I usually do that because I want to "get aroused" after eating at Hooters. Unfortunately, there was an MMA PPV that night and it was packed. But it was too early to go to the club, so I stopped at Auntie Anne's instead. At least it was closing time and they offered 2-for-1's. Plus I was able to sit down and sort out my receipts. Things felt so serendipitous, I felt generous enough to give a small donation: $4.50.
- ETA: Oh, I forgot to write down how much I spent at My Favorite Stripclub (Cover Version) and on what. Cover was free because I brought a food donation. Stage tips, a Corona, and ten dances with my ATF Claudia equal: $133.
- Christmas Eve ... went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition). Went just before they closed. Coffee and tips: $5.
- I won't be able to remember any of the EWRs from this point on so I might as well burn through these. But at least that sit-down eating Auntie Anne's at MOA gave me time to jot down some EWRs. On Sunday, December 22 I donated a quarter open leaving Rainbow Foods ... I think: 25 cents.
- Busy day, Saturday the 21st was. Started out at the community center: $3.
- I then hung out for the bowl game GameWatch, where I spent money on some food, tip and the raffle: $27.
- I then had a pre-British Television Advertsing Awards drink, a Shirley Temple. When I ordered it, a woman sitting a few feet to my right looked at me. Bitch, I'll fucking order a kiddie cocktail whenever I goddamn want to. With tip: 3.69.
- Afterwards, as our tradition, we went to a fancy restaurant. This time was Burch Pizza, which was good, but hey, as someone spoiled on Pizza Hut, the exotic flavors are an acquired taste. Plus drink, valet and tip: $59.
- ETA that I finished the night off with a quick trip to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version). Tips only: $4.
- Monday the 16th -- went to a party. Shit, I haven't talked about this particular party yet, have I? Two dances equal: $40.
- Back to Sunday, December 15: Worked the Vikings game, so I took the LRT to the now-dead Dome: 50 cents.
- Afterwards I cooled off at My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division). Coffee and tips: $9.
- Saturday the 14th ... worked out: $3.
- Later that evening I went to the Minnesota RollerGirls bout. Had a beer. With tip: $8.
- I then realized that I was in St. Paul. The Artists' Quarter, a venerable jazz club which recently announced it would be closing at the end of the year, is on the way back to my car. I have heard great things about the AQ and wanted to go there whenever I was in town. Obviously, going there before they closed up shop for good was a good excuse. Someone brought in homemade tacos for us to eat -- yummy. That, plus tip for that, plus Coke, plus whisky, plus tip for those equal: $13.
- On Friday, December 13 I hit *******a's party to get a dance from her as well as ****a*, someone from My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division) that quit a long time ago. The bouncer was really nice in letting me without paying the cover because of the disastrous time the last time I went to *******a's party: $40.
- I then bugged out of the party so I could see Die Hard at the Uptown. Totally forgot that the film took place around Christmastime. Ticket, popcorn and pop: $18.50.
- Thursday the 12th -- after work I had a couple donuts at Sarah Jane's Bakery. With tip: $3.
- I was at Sarah Jane's because I wanted to buy a ticket to the MNRG bout at Crafty Planet: $13.
- On Wednesday, December 11 I went to a free screening of Saving Mr. Banks courtesy of my friend. I really liked the movie a lot, especially the climactic scene near the end when Walt Disney finally convinces Pamela Travers to sign away the rights to Mary Poppins. It really didn't matter to me that in real life Travers hated the adaptation of her book so much that she put in her will instructions forever forbidding anyone associated with Disney Corp. to use her characters ever again. Popcorn and pop: $9.50.
- Monday the 9th ... After work I hit Diamonds Coffee Shoppe for the first time in a long time. Was hungry, so I indulged in their bagel special. With a free mocha and a tip: $8.
- After that I went to Rainbow Foods for some creamer. When I left I donated a small bit to the Salvation Army: 25 cents.
- All the way back to Saturday, December 7. This is the date, I think, where ***e* came over for the first time to jerk me off. It was going to be $100 at a party, but I told her I got pissed off that I got to the house after it was over, so she gave me a discount: $80.
- On Thursday the 5th I went to the University of Minnesota women's basketball game. Getting in was free. Hot dog and Coke were not, however: $7.50.
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Expenses Without Receipt
Starting from Wednesday, January 22:
Labels:
coffee,
drinks,
exercise,
expenses without receipts,
food,
movies,
music,
realize,
record-keeping,
sexual activity,
sports,
strip clubs,
strippers,
vikings
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