went to the club. am home, still drunk i suppose. did not find the people i was supposed to meet, and no cute dancers were working, but i had a good time anyway. regina bitch did amy winehouse "rehab"
it wasn't too soon. i got 4 drinks (i'm allowed 3), tipped everybody $1, left.
next to the antelope club there was a dumpster of outdated fbi surviellance technology. gadgets, manuals, boxes.
i couldnt carry much on my bike so i just brought home an epson HX20 (the first laptop circa 1982), a roomba, and a gadget that i dont know know what it is, looks mad-scientisty.
if i had a car right now, emmanuel goldstein could be getting an interesting care package.
