I’m sitting in Panera St. Louis Bread Company. It’s 2:25 PM. I’ve been here since 10:45 AM. I’m on my third (medium) cup of coffee. I have no cigarettes, as I smoked them all last night, and I will not have any until Andy picks me up around 5:00. Until about ten minutes ago, I’ve been pretty productive, but I kind of feel like I’m at my wit’s ( Read more... )