Venice Beach to Santa Monica, CA
Friday January 19, 2007
10:26am Last night I crashed right on the beach. I crashed next to this dude named Israel. This morning we walked up to St. Joseph's. I stayed outside with all the other homebums and layered up. I decided not to eat there. I got a courtesy ride on the bus to the library. I told the driver my story. He was all, "No, it's the love of money...." He gave me a ride though. Oh yeah, I didn't tell you. Last night this cool dude smoked me out all night and I told him my stories. I hung out with Kayla and all the other hippies on the oceanfront. I crashed out on the beach with Israel around midnight. Oh yeah, I checked my email at the library. Sean, the dude who wants to do a documentary on me and take me to Two Trees in Ventura emailed me. I might be going back to Ventura.
7:19pm Today I spent all day on the oceanfront sitting on the bleachers passing my webpage out. Oh yeah, this lady volunteered me two oranges and a sweet Chinese lime. That's all I ate all day. Towards the end of the day I got hungry as hell. I started getting real sad because I was so hungry. I even got this idea and made this sign that says Feed the Peace Machine, please. It eventually worked when Disciple Michael gave me some sausages and cookies. I just didn't feel right in Venice Beach anymore. See, since Sean emailed me and wants to go for our hike to Two Trees I just got a hair up my ass to leave. I walked to Main Street and scored a courtesy ride on the 333 going to Santa Monica. I could catch a different bus to Hollywood to get back on the 101. Or, I could double-back the way I came and go back to Ventura on Highway 1. Here I am on the bus writing in my calendar. I was thinking how I wanted to get another microcassette recorder, not a digital voice recorder. Not only are they cheaper, but easier to turn on and record. With the digital one you have to hold this button down for like three seconds to unlock it. It's a bit troublesome.
8:19pm Scored a courtesy ride to Santa Monica. I hiked all the way to the pier and the 534 driver hooked me up. On my way back to Malibu.
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