I accomplished another litany of things I wanted to do last (Tuesday) night: Hit both strip clubs, go to the Hooters where two hot babes were in the Hooters pageant (neither one was working there then, I think -- no surprise), and I was able to stay up all night at Coffee Cartel, St. Louis' only 24-hour coffeeshop, to work through two years' worth of ATM receipts in my checkbook ledger. I then was able, in a drowsy fog, to get home (even though I got lost, again) and go to sleep close to 9 in the morning. But I woke up half past noon. And now, here I am.
There are still things I want to do, and have to do. I am planning on going to the Cardinals game, for example. But I also have to print out tickets. And then I still want to visit St. Charles for an afternoon. Since I'm awake, maybe I can do that now? Or maybe I should do that another time. And then I have to hit the casinos, too. Shit, I ... I can't decide what I need to do. Maybe I should just crawl back into bed.
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