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San Antonio, TX

Sunday January 23, 2005

     7:25am  I just woke up. I slept damn good. I need to get on the computer and do some typing. I am almost caught up to today.

     12:58pm  Dude, I just caught up, man. I am on 1-23-05 right now. I just typed in "7:25am I just woke up. I slept damn good. I need to get on the computer and do some typing. I am almost caught up to today." I just finished coding all the HTML files. I'm going to smoke some weed now.

                     Actually, I'm going to walk to the store and bum a cigarette. I deserve it.

     2:22pm  I just called VIA, the bus company. It's the number I always call when I find a purse(2-28-04, 11:00am). That Cavalier address is over on, off Nogalitos. I have to catch the 51 bus.

                     I called Plant Interscapes, but nobody answered there.

                     6430 Babcock Road. I should probably just ride the bus out there.

     2:30pm  I just randomly picked up my Third Wave book. This book is great. I think everybody in the world should read this book. On the random page I just turned to, on page 367, The Attack of Loneliness, put that in. If I haven't already.

     2:37pm  I ate two hotdogs and I left walking. I'm wearing my little brother's cross country shoes. These aren't that bad.

                   Don't forget to type up that section on The Attack of Loneliness when I get home.

     2:57pm  Roland hooked me up with a cigarette in front of the Citgo. I appreciate it, Roland. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

                   Hehe, back years ago when I first got this Internet idea I thought, "Man, nobody has done this before. I'm going to jump on it. I'm going to jump all over it."

                   I was just sitting at the bus stop. I was just sitting there, not giving cars peace signs or nothing. All of a sudden this truck just pulled by and the guy in there gave me a peace sign first!

                   Our world is dying and we are killing it.

                   Plain and simple.

                   I can't believe we are choosing to kill the world.

     3:39pm  At long-last, there's the 610 going to Ingram. I'm going to get on "to get a schedule" and check what the letter of the day is. Then I'll bum a cigarette and wait for the other one going to Medical Center.

                   If I don't have a transfer I'll pay the fare.

                   The only Ida I have was a morning one. It's already expired for today. I'm going to go to the Citgo and bum a cigarette.

     3:42pm  The guy who works at the carwash gave me a cigarette again. Just as I had planned. I saw him earlier when I was at the bus stop. I told him, "You know what I'm doing, right?" Cool, there's the 610. I'm not going to have time to smoke a cigarette.

     3:44pm  The bus didn't stop! He saw me run across the street and everything. I was there on the sidewalk with plenty of time for him to stop but he just kept going. I even ran and knocked on the bus.

                   Hmm, that might be a sign for me to go back home and do some typing. Maybe I am not meant to go out today. It is my computer day, after all. I walked a lot yesterday.

     3:57pm  I am back at my mom's house.

     10:57pm  My mom just took over the throne at the computer. I've got another day of walking tomorrow. Man, I spent all day on the computer. I am almost done! I'm almost ready, I'm almost ready. I am so excited.

                     Hmm, these are the things that I wonder. I wonder if after I do my big release of just my text, I have all the links already set up for the film I've developed. But I have so many other cameras full of picture that I haven't developed yet. I wonder if after I unleash my text, I wonder if I will be taken out before I am able to put my complete webpage up with all my pictures.

                     If I am, it will work with text alone.

                     I'm hoping. It's going to be awesome.

                     I can't believe they haven't taken me out yet, hehe. I'm almost ready.

Next day..    

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