Last night I was up listing things, and .... the illegal night club set up for a banger of a night, plenty of clients coming in. So I filed my report online and when it looked like I was going to have drunks camped out and talking/yelling outside my door all night, I called the cops. The 911 op said they were just headed over (anyway?) and they came in, the "johns" and ho's did their "rats leaving a sinking ship" routine, and that was all great except there were 3 large, very drunk, guys who *did* seem as if they were going to spend the rest of the night outside my door so I called again.
I got to talk with the cop a little, too, and he said the site of the illegal night club doesn't even have electricity and they might board it up, and I said it had been boarded up before and the Colombians had just opened it up again. But maybe they'll board it up again and it will lead to some of the scum being arrested.
So this fun occupied the time until about 4AM, and I got about half of the things listed. I also made the mistake of eating not one, but two, of the "Crunchie" bars I had, which made me feel weird, probably due to high blood sugar. The coffee I swallowed them down with surely didn't help.
So in the end I was just tired, felt frazzled, and went to bed.
I woke up around 3 in the afternoon, and after exercises and some breakfast, I took the rest of the Crunchie bars and some other stuff to donate, and headed downtown. I did the usual; dropped off a bag of trash, put the candy and stuff into the little free library, then headed over to the Amazon place for bubble mailers.
Downtown was even more dull, dead, and unfriendly seeming than usual. In fact, one of the doors of the Amazon place had police tape on it and I just went in the other door. I did my thing, got a few mailers, and got out of there. I stopped at Nijiya for a couple of things and got back here.
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