Don't you hate regrets?

I had a few hours to kill in the middle of the day. I could have gone to the strip club but I decided to go see a movie instead. You see I was expecting it to be a good movie. It was one I was anticipating but I should have known better. It's really hard to out-do boobs. This movie failed to do so. And between the price of admission, a popcorn and a soda I could have had one lap-dance. The lap-dance would have been preferable. Damn my regrets!

Too many things... too little time

So I'm going out of town this week on business. I'm pretty busy with work and all but I do have a good chunk of time free in the middle of the day. I can't decide if I want to go to a movie or the strip club. Damn! Decisions, decisions.