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                                                                                                             Ventura, CA

Wednesday January 10, 2007

     8:44am  I am already flying my sign. Last night I crashed by my spot on Sanjón. I walked far last night. Like two hours I walked. I got lost over by Main Street. I walked down to the avenue and told my story there. It was all cool. I hiked all the way to Sanjón in the end and crashed out under this tree closeby. This morning I woke up smoked out this homeless girl that was crashed nearby.

     10:05am  I'm out here flying my sign on Sanjón and what was your name, bro? Mike, he's seen me around. I told him my story and odyssey over by this bench across the street. He has this little affirmation book. This one's for tomorrow. January 11.

                     "There may be many paths, but the goal is the same in each. There's always the easy way or the hard way of reaching the goal. There is the direct route or the devious route, which leads up highways and byways before getting there. The choice is always up to the individual. You are absolutely free to choose your own path. Therefore, seek and follow it.  Even if in the end you realize how much time you have wasted taking the devious route when you could so easily have taken the direct one. Do you know where you are going and what you are doing? Do you know that you are in the right place and at peace within yourself? It is important that you search your own heart and find out, for you cannot give your very best if you do not feel you are in your rightful place doing what you know you should be doing with joy and love."

     10:49am  The bus came and the greedy bus driver wouldn't let me on being short fifteen cents. Eileen was generous enough to help me out. I appreciate it, Eileen. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     11:47pm  Adolfo, the guy who works at the Marriot Hotel and Resort, I am sitting here making my little papers. He volunteered me a cigarette. I appreciate it, Adolfo.

     12:15pm  I decided I was going to try and skip town so I rode the bus to the Chevron and I'm flying my 101 South sign. I ran out of papers to hand out to people so I bummed some sheets of paper from the Vons pharmacy and came and sat down inside the donut shop and wrote out my havethisbook.com papers. I've got a shitload of them in my pocket now. I'm going to go to the bathroom and put my thermals on. I had taken them off in the Chevron bathroom, but I changed my mind.

     1:12pm  Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. After I made my papers I went outside and saw Charlene from River Haven. She looked really pretty. She was the old lady hag who lived in the tent behind us at River Haven. The crazy old lady with breast implants. She's old as hell. She looked really nice for being out of River Haven. She's been staying in this motel room. She said I could crash there tonight. Cool. 141, I think. Right now I'm here in front of the Chevron flying my sign. I just talked to Cherie, the cool lady that works here. She's out here changing the gas prices. Oh yeah! I was walking through right by the laundromat and this girl called out, "Food!" Well, I thought she said food at first. Whoa cool, some guy right now just hooked me up for no reason. Anyway, I thought this girl yelled food. She saw me and said, "Hey, I saw you yesterday flying your sign WORLD PEACE THROUGH MARIJUANA!" I immediately hit her up for my story. In the end she ended up hooking me up with a weed nugget! Hell yeah!

     2:38pm  Hehe, guess who I just tried to give my webpage to. This cop who pulled up. He saw my sign and everything. He ignored me hardcore. He wouldn't take it, though. He was all, "No, I don't want it." Hehe, I'm fearless. Fuck the police. Man, like three people have asked if they could take my picture. Last guy told me, "My brother will get a kick out of this." Hell yeah, I'm famous. Document me, please. Hehe.

     3:50pm  Right now this dude just walked up with a camera tripod. He walked up and said, "Victor Antonio from San Antonio. I came here to see you." It was this guy Sean, I'll look it up. When I had gone to some speaker talking at Foster library one night. Some Vietnam guy. I'll look that up. Remember, it was some kid who paid me to write out one of my signs, because I couldn't spare the one I was using(10-9-06-9:23pm). He said he had talked to some homeless people with a dog and they told him that I was up here, so he came up to see me. Hell yeah. He's going to tape me too. Perfect. Document me, please.

     4:27pm  I just told this carload of Mormons my story. They were all, "We're down for world peace." Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. What's his name filmed me! Sean! He's putting a movie together.

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