the fragementary diary of a washed up cage dancer
Fell asleep at computer while working on seminar on Orwell and Intellectuals in the Spanish War. Interesting enough that I shouldn't have fallen asleep. Very tired. Danced until 1:00 am at A.J's Hangar last night. Watched a Ninja Turtle grind with a female dancer. Ate Pizza and chatted with friends until 3:00 am. Watched a fight break out between frats outside of the Pizza joint. Entertaining. Combatants would later come in covered in blood to eat pizza. Amusing. Had to wake up at 8:00 am to let real-estate people in. Lousy. Landlord's selling the house. Real-Estate agent asked me what I pay for rent. Potential buyer comments on how cheap that is for the apartment. I smell a shady slumlord. Shady men fail to comment on extensive water damage. George Clinton rulez.