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Friday January 4, 2008

     1:08pm  I have been busy as hell, dude. I've been taking naps and shit. I am still recuperating from my walk. Ah, I'm pretty much done recuperating. I have already added all my pictures. And, my friend Ezrah is going to Houston soon and she said she'd be willing to be the getaway car so I can spraypaint the fence. I guess I'm going to leave pretty soon. I am all rested up. I've had some good training before I leave. I walked around the loop, man. Twice! Both directions. Hell yeah. Right now I helped clean my mom's house and she said she was going to drive me around the loop so we could clock how many miles it is exactly.

     1:12pm  We are off.
                  
     1:16pm  I've got an update. We are already by Mystic Park and Guilbeau. Where the buses used to stop. The odometer on my mom's car is telling me we have only gone half a mile. Man, it's half a mile to the Citgo on the corner. It's not half a mile down the street almost to Bandera.

                   My mom swears that it's less than half a mile to the Citgo. It used to take me ten minutes to walk it. That's how I have always gauged that.

                   The odometer was messed up and we fixed it. It was counting minutes not mileage. I'm going to reset it once we get to 410 and Bandera. I want to get the exact loop mileage.

                   Wups, only thirty miles into our little trip there's a big traffic jam on the loop.

     2:49pm  We just went all the way around the loop. It's only about fifty miles, in fact. It's reading 53.4 on the thing. I reset the clock about .5 after we got on the loop, and we have to take two miles off of it because of a little detour on 35/410. So approximately fifty miles. So it's not that much. But hey, I put on an effective publicity stunt around the whole city. That's what counts.

                   I'm going to do Loop 1604 next year.

     3:22pm  Sweet, I got my mom to hook me up with ten dollars so I can get me a new fake cigarette. She didn't want to go inside Planet K. She thinks it's a tienda del diablo. A devil store. She let me go inside and pay with her credit card and ID. So I have another fake cigarette.

                   Oh yeah, and I got my mom to stop so I could say hi to my good friend Ezrah, who I've been having great emails with. Ezrah hooked me up with a hit of Kynd Bud! My mom stopped at the Walgreen's on Grissom and Bandera to return an electric keyboard she had bought. I told her she should stop buying things. She pointed out how she had just bought something for me, hehe. Thank so much, mom. She's going to get me something to eat too. That's so awesome. I love my mom. I so just want to make her proud.

     4:28pm  I came home and I did the dishes like I told my mom I would. I'm going to go for a walk in the neighborhood and try and manifest me some marijuana. I've got my new pipe to christen.

     4:47pm  I have a magical update to make. Once again, for the millionth time in a row I walk around the neighborhood and get smoked out. Presto-manifesto! I was just walking down random streets and I thought maybe I'd go say hi to Keebler, Erica. She goes into work at five, I think. I was walking and all of a sudden I see Amy and Vince walking through the ditch. Vince I met the other day at the Brigadoon park. I asked them if they had any weed and Amy said yeah! We came over to the other Amy's house that they are house-sitting. I didn't know she lived on my street. So we came inside and Amy and Vince smoked me out. I'm not supposed to be here. Fuck the system. I'm going to take your picture, Vince.

                   Oh yeah, Vince said that he's going to hook me up with a pack of Marlboro Mediums!

     11:52pm  It was awesome how I got stoned walking around the neighborhood again. Amy and Vince are such a cute couple. Amy is so pretty. We watched Ace Ventura Pet Detective. Geez, what a crappy movie. I'm walking home now. I wish I had some weed, but they smoked me out. We smoked a bowl right before I left too.

Next day..

 

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