Expenses Without Receipts

This is a long time coming, fuck.

Starting from Saturday, December 13:

• Pretty good volleyball match; although it only reached four sets, Texas was stretched to the limit before taking it and the match over North Carolina, 31-29.  The U. was smart this day; they opened up one of the two side concession stands.  Was able to get a hot dog and souvenir-sized Coke.  Prices have gone up, BTW: $10.25.
• I then decided to light rail it to St. Paul and try Heartland in Lowertown St. Paul.  Pretty good cassoulet, and the apple cake was really nice.  Can't believe I spent $x for it, but at least I have a full-time job -- for now.  And I was able to use one pass for my Saturday night journey on public, taxpayer-funded transportation: $1.75.
• I then went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition).  Guess I felt really good about attending the volleyball match and using the light rail all the way to St. Paul by myself like a big boy, but I spontaneously asked this chick named Tori for a dance.  Hot!  Decided to check out before Carmen got on-stage, and I feel kind of bad because that then meant I tipped only three of the four girls working that shift, and it's not common to have all four them of accept only two bucks.  But Carmen seemed to be talking to one of her regulars, so I think she doesn't mind.  No coffee; stripper-turned-waitress was too busy: $26.
• Friday the 12th -- I forgot to pack my car screen/sun cover.  I hate when I do that.  I blame my parents.  I've been able to remember to take it from one car at the end of the day and bring it with me into the other the next morning.  But with my parents ambushing me, I had to use my own car for a whole week.  So, I remembered to take out of my parents' minivan Thursday after I ran in to catch as much of The Taste as I could, but forgot to put it into my car when I used it Friday (yesterday).  (Granted, it did not help that I went back outside through the back, so I dumped my screen/cover near the back door and forgot to throw it alongside the front door so I would remember to pick it up in the morning.  I'll blame my folks for that as well.)  Because of that, people walking by me would see me sleeping in my car over the lunch break, and I don't want to be caught like that, so I decided to try the closest coffeeshop to us so I could stay awake through the afternoon.  Not bad: Muffin and coffee and tip comes out to: $7.
• I tried to leave early from work, this one time, so I could make it to the beginning of the first regional semifinal match of the NCAA volleyball tournament being held at the Sports Pavilion at the University of Minnesota.  Did it get out earlier than I usually do, but it appears as if I missed the very first point of that match.  (If that is correct, the match started at 4:05 when I was afraid it would start exactly at the top of the hour.)  Wanted to get my usual hot dog and Coke, but the side concession stands were closed.  That meant that if you wanted food, you would have to go to either one of the two at the front of the Pavilion.  And even though attendance isn't what it would have been if the Golden Gophers actually had a decent volleyball season, there were enough people that the line for hot food (only served at one of the concession stands, by the way) was too long for me to wait before the second match was to begin.  I think that was a big mistake, and one I think decided upon after the university learned its team wasn't going to the tourney for the first time in 16 goddamn years.  The ice cream line was shorter; I had a cookies and cream bowl.  And I bought a program, too.  Total: $12.50.
• Stopped by My Burger at Dinkytown; not bad, wished the burger was better.  Wound up my evening at My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition).  There I have seen a stripper there that I think I've seen the past three times I went in -- very unusual.  She has been cool, but these past few times she's been standoffish and distant, not her usual conversant self.  She's been more interested in drinking with her friends than entertaining anyone giving her money.  This was the first time I decided to bug out without giving her any money.  In fact, two of the other four are five-dollar chicks, so I only tipped one girl, had coffee and split: $5.
• This stripper, ********a, now seems to be hosting house parties on Thursdays.  Why, I don't know.  But this is the second time she's done this, and because of that I also decided to switch up my routine on that Thursday, December 11: I am now bringing my porno pants in my car, going to a shopping mall bathroom after work, switching bottoms, then going to the party (sans underwear) before going home.  It's much more economical doing it this way, but I also wanted to see if early evenings before the workday's over is more private.  And I can confirm after this second visit that it indeed is.  In four of my five dances we had the place all to ourselves.  That meant privacy for me to open up my fly!  And ... well, the results were mixed.  One girl didn't comment on my dick being hard and out; I think she was trying to ignore it.  But ********a saw my open fly and even opened it up a little more to peer at the goodies inside before buttoning me up for good.  Eh, for a party where she isn't supposed to happen (and it still hasn't -- at least not yet!!), I'll take it.  Two dances plus cover: $50.
• I believe everything I bought during the workweek I charged (I hope), so I go back to Sunday, December 7, where I stopped by My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version) to relax and see some titties.  *****y bugged me the last time I went in, so I finally got a dance from to shut her up.  That plus coffee and tips equal: $29.
• Afterwards I went to K-Mart to see if I could see and/or go inside one final time since it was its last day.  It was already closed by the time I got there.  This is where I tried to purchase one last thing from there and a quarter got stuck in its Pepsi vending machine: 25 cents.
• Saturday the 6th ... got up in the morning and took the initiative to work out, although having my parents at home was a hell of a lot of intiative.  Admission: $3.
• ETA at 10:33 on December 17 that I ate a hot dog and drank a Coke at the concession stand at the rink right next to the gym.  Wasn't hungry; just wanted to get food at that place.  Second time I've done that.  Left a donation to the local hockey club.  Total: $5.
• In the evening I went out to the North Star RollerGirls bout.  The commentary was a lot better.  Also appreciate the halftime show: An exhibition game of Quidditch.  Cannot believe that a made-up game from the Harry Potter series has become a full-fledged sport.  First time I've ever seen it live.  Got a pizza, even though I ate pho before I left.  With beer and tip: $13.50.
• Then I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division) for coffee and tips: $11.
• Oh, and I think I found a penny and a dime at the community center where I worked out.  An Infusion of: 11 cents.
• Friday the 5th ... wanted to avoid coming home too soon, so after work I worked out at the gym: $3.
• After My Fucking Father went crazy on me, I had to escape to Caffetto for a large coffee and time to think.  With tip: $3.
• On Thursday, December 4 I wanted to stall coming home, still shellshocked that my folks blindsided me, and went to Northgate Brewing.  I wanted to go there to pick up a ticket to Saturday's NSRG bout, but it was a good time to go to my first-ever craft brewery.  Nice, cozy place in an industrial part of town.  Tried its beer flight, four sample-size beers, which actually is a perfect amount.  They also had a truck called Butcher Salt stationed outside for food.  Tried their hash browns, which was also pretty good.  Tips all around: $26.50.
• Technically, on Wednesday the 3rd I stored new coins because I was afraid My Fucking Father was going to throw them away: 83 cents
• I'm not exactly sure if this is correct, but my next previous EWR is on Sunday, November 30, where, after working the Vikings game, I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition) for tips and coffee: $9.
• As I often have done with my parents gone, on Sunday nights I stave off the upcoming work week by going out for dinner.  I went to Buffalo Wild Wings to watch some sporting events.  I think I paid cash for my sampler plate and beer, which, with tip, I think comes out to: $15.50.
• Saturday the 29th: The disaster with the game downtown.  Oh well.  I tried healing myself by finally stopping by this men's store called Shinola, which has another store contained within it called Filson, and recently it opened up a Dogwood Coffee shop.  Is this a Russian nesting doll of a store?  No; I guess Filson and Shinola are side-by-side, and Dogwood is a shop between the two, even though it technically is on the Shinola side ... OK, I don't really know, all I know is that there are a lot of clothing items and stationery that I can't really afford.  I could barely afford the slow-drip coffee.  With tip: $3.75.
• I had the time to go to Shinola/Filson/Dogwood before going to the U. and checking out the Gopher wrestling team defeat Oklahoma St. in their duel that evening.  Program, hot dog, Coke: $9.
• After that I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version).  An intriguing chick there, a stripper who's a friend of ***e*, now works there, and we talked about how she's doing.  I told this girl that I haven't tried calling her because I was afraid I would get her boyfriend.  She bet me $20 that she will call her up and get ***e* because she told her boyfriend that that is her number and only she will use it.  And she was right.  Tried to roll that into a dance with her; no dice.  Stayed around to tip the other chicks, but not long enough to drink coffee: $28.
• I finally wound up my Thanksgiving Saturday by going to My Favorite Late-Night Italian Place.  With tip: $9.50.
• November 28, aka Black Friday, where I went against my financial self-interest and bought shit.  I've talked about it in this blog post, but here I detail what I bought starting in the early morning, where I took advantage of this breakfast bagel sandwich, orange juice and tip: $8.
• After walking I finally went to the Hard Rock Cafe.  Bought a Mall of America HRC t-shirt, plus I had breakfast, which I paid cash for (ETA that I should clarify.  I bought a t-shirt and had breakfast at the Hard Rock Cafe.  But I was given a receipt for the t-shirt, so I'm not included that in the total at the end of this bullet point.  For some reason I was not given one for breakfast, and that is the amount I list here.)  With tip: $22.
• I took the bus rapid transit to an outlet mall to get a couple boxers, then I came back to the Megamall and, even though I wasn't hungry, I exerted enough energy to sit down at Buffalo Wild Wings and watch some college football.  With tip: $14.50.
• A Mocha Me Crazy at Caribou Coffee, an item I saw advertised throughout MOA.  It's just a mocha with a hell of a lot of chocolate.  Tasty!  Also, expensive!  With tip: $5.25.
• Picked up a nickel from the floor at Caribou.  An Infusion of: 5 cents.
• Before I went home I went to Cupcake to pick up a cupcake.  Frankly I'm worried about this place, so I gave it some small business.  With tip: $3.75.
• Oh yeah, I gave at the Salvation Army red kettles stationed throughout the doors.  Since I was going in-and-out all day I gave a quarter twice: 50 cents
• Made a night out of it Black Friday, too.  The first of three strip club stops was at My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version).  Just wasn't feeling it that night; this was the first time this chick that was once nice to me wasn't.  Left after I gave her a stage tip: $2.
• I then went to this place called the Executive Lounge.  For a cup of coffee it was called the 10th Inning.  But before that it was the venerable 418 Club.  Damn, I had so many handjobs there.  Zoe, I miss you. ...  The place now is a black club, and even though the four girls were nice to me, and I'm glad Celeste didn't rat me out for my pee-pee peeking out, I'm glad I used the free admission coupon from City Pages to check out what exactly is going on in there.  Glad I didn't spend too much money, either: $50.
• I then hit ... uh, I won't name the place.  Otherwise this place will shut down, and then I might not be able to get a nightshift handie.  Cover, stage tips and an HJ from The Most Beautiful Girl In The World: $150.
• ETA: How did I forget that I spent money on that bus rapid transit?  Checked my transactions on my credit card online and it doesn't seem like I charged it, so I guess I used cash: $1.75.
• On Thanksgiving morning I went to work out before gorging on turkey: $3.
• My after-shrink dinner on Wednesday, November 26 was Granite City.  Pizza was alright, if a bit, uh, thin, which I guess is the point because it's a flatbread.  Unfortunately I wasn't given the receipt and I didn't write nor remember the amount I paid.  The good news is that Granite City has Happy Hour menus, and they put them online.  Also, I think, through receipts I've collected from local restaurants I've eaten at after I've visited my psychologist that I think tax is 7.1%.  So, even though I am not absolutely sure, I think I am able to take the subtotal of the Happy Hour pizza and beer (both of which I do remember, no uncertainty there), reasonably apply what should be the tax, figure out the total with 15% and 20% tip, and see that the closest round number between that range is probably the amount I paid out of my wallet, which is (ETA ... already in my day planner.  I actually did have the foresight to write down the amount.  What I did not, however, is remember that I did write it down, so I could have saved myself the rigmarole of finding the prices and calculating the tax and tip): $14.
• Monday, November 24 ... Found a nickel on the ground at work.  An Infusion of: 5 cents.
• Sunday the 23rd was the first of three consecutive Vikings games I worked.  So after that was the first of three Sundays I popped into My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division), where I just had coffee and tips: $13.
• Thursday the 20th was the first of ********a's parties on a school night.  Cover and dances from the host and two other girls, one of whom I hadn't seen in years.  She simulated role-reversal sex with me.  Maybe she knows who I am and what I like: $70.
• Tuesday, November 18 ... used a coupon to go to Popeye's: $5.33
• After that I decided I needed to exercise again.  Admission: $3.
• To Saturday the 15th, and the Minnesota RollerGirls bout.  Ticket, beer, tip: $21.
• Then went to My Favorite Late-Night Italian Place for a spaghetti special.  With Coke and tip: $13.25.
• Friday, November 14 ... Haven't talked about the party ***e* invited me to.  She left before I was able to get there.  Nevertheless I got a quick handjob from one girl -- and a blowjob from another.  Will talk about it later: $160.
• I am very disorganized, so I don't know if there are any EWRs between the 14th and Saturday the 8th.  This was the day of the first NSRG bout, which has been relocated to the State Fairgrounds.  This was the first time I have ever been on the State Fairgrounds at a time other than the State Fair.  And not only is it eerie and quiet -- oh, look, there's the All-You-Can-Drink Milk Building ... hey, where is everybody?? -- it's just plain weird, like I'm not supposed to be there.  Charged the hot dog and beer I ate and drank, so this is only for the season-long program I bought: $5.
• Followed that up by a visit to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version).  Tips only: $6.
• And then I went to My Favorite Late-Night Italian Place.  Indulged on a chicken alfredo pizza.  With tip: $16.50.

Think I am through to Saturday, December 13.