011509

 Ventura, CA

Thursday January 15, 2009

     5:25am  I just woke up again. I got plenty of sleep, like nine hours. I'm going to pack up and get down. I'm going to eat a sandwich and smoke a cigarette. Oh yeah, Lorenzo came up here for some reason last night.

     6:02am  Lorenzo was sure to point out that I hadn't documented him giving me five cigarettes this morning, even though their chafa Marlboro 27's. Thanks a lot, Lorenzo. You're the man. Everybody gets credit. Lorenzo: "Yeah, and I want to document the hit of resin that I am smoking out of Victor Antonio from San Antonio's pipe. It all comes back. Praise God."

     6:56am  This old lady pulled up in front of the Starbucks. She got out and then went back to her car to get her coffee cup. When she walked by me again she handed me a granola bar! I appreciate it. Thanks a lot.

     7:22am  I just hiked all the way to Project Understanding. I think I beat Lorenzo here because I didn't see him at all. I took the shortcut through Poli to the avenue. I sped-walked all the way here and it's still more than half an hour for it to open. I want to get on the shower list. Later on.

     9:12am  I am leaving from Project Understanding. I am walking to Patagonia. I had to rewind and research his name, but I did and it's Andrew. He said he would give me his CamelBak. At Project Understanding I was able to get in the shower quick. I forgot the guy's name who works there, the one who is always yelling like a drill-sergeant, he let me go in the girl's side shower room before 8:15am, when they're supposed to draw numbered pieces of paper to get on the shower list. I got VIP service this morning. I also washed one of my uniform shirts too. Now I am walking to Patagonia. They open at ten.

     9:22am  I am walking up to the Von's. This guy just walked by and said, "Victor Antonio, what's up! I checked out your website, it's good stuff."

     9:44am  I am waiting until ten for Patagonia to open. I came over to the Von's exit and I am flying my SUPPORT THE CAUSE sign with my shirt. It's all dead and nobody is going to give me anything. I am just killing time and spreading my word. I'll try to pass out my website, just to kill time.

     9:57am  I got bored. I'm going to walk to Patagonia now.

     10:25am  I had a good little presentation with Brett, this other Patagonia employee. Andrew is going to stop by around noon, before he leaves town and drop off my CamelBak. I have some time to kill. I'm going to walk back to the mission park and get some weed from Shauna.

     12:24pm  I decided to take a nap in the grass at the park. I don't think I fell asleep. It got really windy. Oh yeah, Marie showed up and let me scrape her pipes. I got a good hit of resin, so I'm kind of stoned. I'm going to walk to Patagonia again and see if Andrew dropped off the CamelBak.

     12:32pm  I made my way to Patagonia.

     12:35pm  Ahh, the CamelBak was nothing like I expected. Andrew had told me his was exactly like mine, so I was excited to switch out the bladders so my bag would be water-tight. As it is right now I have to always keep it upright or else water will leak out of it. The threads on the cap are screwed. The one Andrew left for me is the HotShot model, which seems to have less than half the capacity of my ThermoBak 3L, nowhere near three liters. Hmm, maybe I can trade it for weed.

                    I went to the National Army Surplus store and they sell the three liter bladders there. $28 for the bladder.

     3:29pm  What a jip, the reservation server went down at the Foster Library. I'm going to try and get a courtesy ride to the other library, the Avenue Library. I doubt I will get one. I'll walk it if I have to.

     3:49pm  I was flying my HOOK A BROTHER UP/SMOKE A BROTHER OUT sign on Main Street and this nice girl volunteered me half a burger and fries. I appreciate it, I was hungry. Thanks for feeding the peace machine.

     3:52pm  I should make an update. After I went to the library and the server was down, I went and flew my sign for a little bit. Maybe I can score some busfare to the Avenue Library. The only people who hooked me up were some people in a car. They pulled over and this guy gave me a handful of change. I gave him my website. I had like exactly five dollars worth in change. I went to the park and asked Shauna for five buck's worth, but she wouldn't take the change. I went to the nearest thrift store and got some bills.
                   See, earlier I wanted to smoke real bad, before I got the handful of change and I had walked down to the park and Shauna was loading a bowl. I asked her if I could please partake and she copped this stupid attitude saying, "I hate it when people beg!" I told her, "All you have to say is no. I'm just following the rules. Ask and thou shall receive." She's all power-tripping because she's the only weed connection in the park. She's so drunk on the money she makes selling weed that she forgot there's no point in having any if you don't share it. Greedy ass.

                   I'm waiting to see if I can get a courtesy ride to the Avenue Library.

                   Screw it, I'll walk it. I don't know that time it closes, maybe five. I probably won't be able to get a reservation on a computer there either.

     6:15pm  Coming out of the library. I actually scored an internet session. I couldn't believe it. I searched Google for WORLD PEACE THROUGH MARIJUANA and I found a blog by some lady who saw me on New Year's. I couldn't get her email or write on her blog, but I wanted to. She had said, "World peace through marijuana? I wonder how he came to that conclusion.

                   I just had the most marvelous presentation with Brittany. She was the best listener in the world. I told her the Note From the Rich and everything. She's this beautiful girl. Every time I asked her if she was willing to listen she'd say, "Keep going, keep going. You're amazing."

     7:25pm  Liz and Joe are being nice enough to hook me up with some leftovers. I appreciate it, guys. Thanks for feeding the peace machine. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     7:50pm  I was coughing my ass off outside of the Wild Planet on Main Street, because I'm still sick. Craig, who works at Wild Planet heard me coughing and walked out and handed me a handful of cough-drops! I really appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit.

     8:18pm  Leah just walked up to me and volunteered me some food. She told me, "It's really good." Thank you so much, Leah. Everybody gets credit.

     9:07pm  I forgot to tell you I already infiltrated the rooftop. I've been infiltrating this rooftop for over a month now. I'm going to go to bed. At first I thought I was going to give away the CamelBak to Lorenzo, because he had mentioned wanting one after watching me fill mine up with ice at the Subway. I had given it to him already and he didn't even use it. He just left it on the rooftop. I am going to once again acquire it. I'm such an Indian Giver, but I'm sure there's a way I can attach it to my stuff and maybe I'll need an extra water bag. I mean, I am positive I would need one before Lorenzo ever did. Waste not, want not.

     9:17pm  Alright, I am all ready to go to bed. No smoking tonight before I go to sleep, like I usually do. Oh yeah, I scored some dank Indian food from Leah. It was like four different meats. It was yummy. I'm stuffed and I'll have some breakfast in the morning. I'll go shower. Hmm, I need a new frontpack. The main zipper screwed up and derailed. I should probably take off tomorrow. I don't know.

     1:35am  I just woke up having a coughing fit. I'm going back to sleep. It got kind of cold and I hadn't used my liner. I'm using it now.

 

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