it's not day 7 because that's next week. i'm at the bus station in pittsburgh waiting to change buses. 3 hours to kill so i went to three clubs, 2 more gin and tonics, 4 more dancers, one new friend
i'll never see again. also the guy i rode the bus with was 20 and anarchist so we identified a couple people we both knew, rod coronado and kieth mchenry, but i have no game and didnt hit on him.
his sticker said homeless garden project [santa cruz] so i'll have to google that for sylvia.
new friend was a punk girl i told her she was the cutest boy in the club, she said story of my life, and punched me in the arm a couple times and left with a stripper.
before i got on the bus, and before i took the wrong train east toward johns hopkins, i stopped in again to one of those clubs @ baltimore and gay streets, so it's a straight club. bought a drink for
her network marketing company, but she didnt have a card. the wifi was ok on the bus, which is unusual and makes all the difference.
