July 18, Thursday
115 after tip out -- SUCKY SUCKY night.

i was way to tired, and i didn't want to go in, but E. was auditioning tonight and I wanted to be tehre for her. I'm still worried I wasn't there for her enough. Anyway. it was super slow and I ended up leaving even though I didn't make enough money and there were still guys there, I left at like 3.15 cuz I just couldn't do it anymore.

i always wear my blue hoodie home, sort of as a disguise of some sort, to be less conspicuous. tonight, just as i had hopped on, biking down the first block down bourbon street, i passed this person walking the opposite direction from me on foot. a black, masculine of center person. as i passed, she yelled, "TRAYVON MARTIN."