Friday Night in Manhattan
- Handed print-out discount flyer to trashy fun party.
- Waiting in line for open bar which starts at 10. Now 10:30.
- 40 degrees inside; punk boy bartender's bare nipples are hard.
- Lying naked on a massage table in the middle of a club, getting a rubdown from cute go-go boy in jockstrap.
- Amanda Lepore.
- Drag queen friend recognizing me, makes the moves. Thinks I'm straight because I came with a girl.
- Third free lighter from tobacco manufacturer's for the evening. Don't they network?
- Overheard dialogue while smoking on roof:
"This boy is the first boy I ever kissed!"
(applause. making out. more applause.)
"A.V.H.C!"
"What's that?"
"Abigal Villum Hard Core! She's famous... I mean, I made her famous." - Why am I wearing a wristband on each arm?
- How the hell did I get to the Maritime? Who are all these straight people?
- At least I got to tip the go-go masseuse.
