I made it up to
Berkeley last night and stayed there in a ridiculously
overpriced hotel. Now I'm in
Fremont. Interesting stuff yesterday: Painted just like the
Gore 2000 bumper stickers, in the middle of the desolate
California desert I saw a sign saying
Gonzo 2000. Heh.
The local
motorcycle of choice is definitely the
Ducati. I've seen more of them in the last two days than I had previously in
my entire life. And also a multitude of very
cute boys on bikes in
leathers.
Rrow.
I'm
tired and
frazzled and not having any luck finding an
apartment (of course). I need a
hug.