Wow, this fucking sucks. I need a nap to figure out what I am going to do.
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."
Sunday, August 17, 2025
Now This Is Best Laid Plans Ruined
So I am looking up light rail times because I plan on taking the Green Line from St. Paul to Palmer's, like I said I would. And goddammit, light rail service is shut down for a good part of the route from Cedar-Riverside. So if I am going to pull off this plan, I have to either just take this replacement but to take me the rest of the way to Palmer's and then start off my way back eastbound on this replacement bus, or drive to Palmer's and then to downtown St. Paul. The former sounds really hectic because I don't know where this bus will drop off or pick up, plus this is another transfer for which I have to worry about time. The latter ruins my plans of parking before the Nine Inch Nails crowd in St. Paul, or I will probably have to duck out early (while they are playing the hits) to catch the last light rails out of downtown.
Labels:
best laid plans,
choices,
don't know what to do,
music,
ruined,
sleep,
travel
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