Friday, March 05, 2004
|7:56 AM|
I'm getting tired of being vaguely ill. My sleep is feverish, with bizzare dreams, and it takes too long for me to be rested. I find myself putting on a jacket and turning on a fan in an attempt to find a comfortable temperature. The level of available energy I have is laughable.
Meanwhile I'm at work early because yesterday I went to bed shortly after I got home. Christ, I slept for way too fucking long.
Did I explain how I'm a wanted man now? The poker club of which I was member was broken up in the past month or so. They had been politely ignored by the local police since they were technically a private club, modelled after the "Sons of Liberty". Oh, and they made a great deal of charitable donations to local Austin services, such as the Austin Fire Department and the Austin Police Department.
These donations were not enough, as it turns out. The police certainly confiscated the member list, but I doubt there will be any follow up on that.
Labels: Drugs, Poker
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