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Day eight

Tonight on the bus a guy got up from his seat and his pants were halfway down his butt, giving all of us a great view. Seeing smelly old guys' butts on the bus is nothing new to me, but this had the whole bus in stitches. Three stops later, the guy who was laughing the hardest at it stood up. Guess who's pants were halfway down his butt. The next bus we took a dude and a girl were chatting. I overheard this sentence from the guy: "I was thinking about taking this history course next term. It's about women… and globalization… and all that."

We ate at the Jansdotter's calendar has been around and I think is even more awesome.

We took the train up to Mississippi and had to walk a lot further than we thought we did to get to the interesting part. It's a neighborhood that's just starting to get nicer with some art galleries, boutiques, restaurants and coffeeshops. The lady who works at Grasshopper on Alberta recommended Mississippi to us. She told us it's similar to Alberta. We hopped the bus over to Alberta, about a five minute ride, and had vegan lunch at Vita Cafe. Tempeh yum yum. We went down to 23rd Ave which was out of our league economically and stylistically, and just kind of lame. We ate dinner at Pizzicato, which was some above average pizza. Then we dropped a couple more dollars on Frogger at the arcade. Can't get enough of that place. If you happen to stop by in the next few days, look at the 3 and 4 scores on the Frogger high scores and think of me. That's right. We decided against going to see the Headphones at the Hawthorne Theatre because we're squares and it was too late. So we went on a little walk thought a cute little neighborhood and stopped at a wierd coffeeshop on Belmont. The Pied Cow, I think. They rent water bongs there with fancy fruity tobacco. It was in this creepy looking haunted mansion style house that was super remodeled inside to look like Pandora's Cup as an opium den. We're taking the Amtrak back to Seattle tomorrow.

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i saw a fat homeless guys balls on the subway once.

no one was laughing at that.

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