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1:10 p.m. - Mar. 30, 2002 We checked into the Hotel Galvez last night, for the shit of it. Philly�s idea. My goodness, what a beautiful property. They are in the process of returning the hotel to its original 1911 state. Quite a treat, it was, to stay there. By the time we made it down to the Strand, it was almost 11pm � and it was damn near impossible to find a place to eat. Philly called the hotel, and asked for restaurant suggestions. We ended up eating steaks at a little �Greek� (although, not very) place, called Mikono�s. It was really great, simple food. Delicious freakin salad! After dinner, we were drawn to exploring a place called 21 (there was a very pretty, sexy young thing, dancing as we walked by and heard the music). CC Rider was performing, and it was the place to be. Good music, soft comfy chairs, and great people watching. I must say - there are lots of beautiful women in Galveston. (Two girls in the ladies� room put lip-gloss on my lips, and just smiled & giggled at me.) What a wonderful night. We crawled into bed, sometime after 2am � with full bellies and a buzz. Philly had plans to go to an exhibition game (at noon today), so we had to get out of there early. Shame, we never got to enjoy the heated pool or jacuzzi. But, we did make time this morning to go to the Bonsai garden shop. What a treasure. A nice collection. Got home just after noon today. I sorted some clothes (between my now TWO closets), showered, soaked in the tub, masturbated in the tub, masturbated in my room, took a power nap, woke up, ate a bag of popcorn. I�m waking up, as I write this. I can hear the thunder and rain beginning. The sun is going down. Mmm, lovely�
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