Lean Like A Cholo...

I can't get that freaking song out of my damn head. This is my attempt to cleanse it from my mind.

So we're only half way into the weekend and I'm already pooped. Last night, Stacey, Lori, Cindy, and I went to the Cards game. Good times! Then, my sweet sister offered to come pick me up at 3am and be my sober chauffeur so that was nice. Today, I had lunch with her and my brother-in-law and his sister. After that, India and I went to the library to study. Unfortunately we didn't make as much progress as we would have liked because we kept getting interrupted. We were also aggravated at the St. Louis City Public Library because they refused to give my sister a library card because her ID didn't have her current address on it. They told her to bring in a piece of mail with her current address. So, she did. (She lives a few blocks from the Schlafly branch) Anyway, the new guy working refused again because the mail had no date on it. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? Excuse me while I vent for a brief minute. Is a city library card so fucking precious that you have to jump through hoops just to get one? I got approved for the American Express Black card easier than that. What happens in the case of the STL kids who go to MU and have their MU addresses on the ID's? Are they refused library cards as well? Give me a fucking break. So, she being an actual city resident didn't get a library card, but me, being a St. Charles countian did. Dude, that's some fucked up shit so you can bet your sweet ass I'll be writing a letter.

Besides that action, not much else has happened. Tomorrow Chris and I are going to the Cardinal's game, and then I'm going again to study with my sister. At Starbucks this time though. F the library. Monday we have a family BBQ and we're going to hit up the fair. Good times I tell you.