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                                                                                                             San Jose, CA

Wednesday March 11, 2009

     7:35am  I woke up around six with eight hours of sleep.

     8:08am  Up and at 'em. Leaving from my camp.

                   I'm walking to the train station and I passed by the worn out tennis ball I left in the street last night. My marker. I took a picture of it. I'm going to score me a free ride. I am really pushing my luck. I am kind of looking forward to them busting me not paying train fare. I'll put on my show. I'll tell them how San Jose has had San Antonio's back.

                   I am on the train. I just got on. I didn't pay fare either.

                   I just love my boots. I'm going to get some hunting boots every time I replace my boots now. They kick ass. I took a picture right now. Man, I am all loaded up so perfectly. I love my setup and gear. With it I am totally free. This morning I also took a picture of the big massive trunk I sleep behind. I am perfectly concealed there. Santa Teresa totally has got San Antonio's back.

                   I never mentioned the good presentation I had on the train with these two kids. I took their picture. The older lady sitting in front of them was smiling at the marijuana part. When I took the picture I asked her if she cared being in it and she said not to include her. Be afraid.

     9:11am  All these kids just packed into the train. I'm just sitting here looking through my pictures. I got my battery charged at the library. It's been such a crazy ride so far. I can't wait to get these pictures off the camera and into my story.

     9:25am  I just got off on Santa Clara. I'm going to walk to St. Joseph's and score a sandwich and then I'll go type. I'm all stoned. I refilled my container this morning and put the bag of mushroom inside the bag of the remaining weed and stashed it under the brick again. I'm going to hold off on eating the mushrooms until the time feels right. Sweet, I just found a dollar bill on the ground. Hell yeah. San Jose totally has San Antonio's back.

     9:35am  Jared, Alejandro and John are out here giving free coffee to people. We appreciate it, guys. Everybody gets credit. They're with the housing department doing a documentary.

                   All these high school kids are outside the library lined up to go inside. Must be a field trip or something. I am totally strutting my shirt and turning around so they see the website. Perfect publicity. Whoa, they're pulling out their camera phones and taking pictures of me and everything. I'm a hit. Check out the website, guys.

                   Malachai just gave me a cigarette at the Cesar Chavez Park.

                   Ignorant fuckin' kids in the park. They wouldn't listen to my story at all. Man, nobody wants world peace!

     10:05am  I came to St. Joseph's and I'm in line waiting to get pizza.

                   Random downtown shot

     1:00pm  I came to the park to try and take a nap. All the grass is off limits, so it's a good thing the benches have a big hole you can stick your legs through. After about five minutes after I lay down I hear this girl saying, "Victor Antonio!" It was Olivia, this girl who had heard my story that night at my 202 Crew show. It turns out she was the Tigerlily girl I have been MySpacing with. The day after I told my story at apartment 202 I got a friend request from Tigerlily. I read her blogs and she had one saying she hated religion and all this other stuff. I posted a link to that fuck religion song by Propagandhi on the blog. I'll copy and paste the messages. Anyway, she just walked up with her friend Sarah. She wants me to tell her my story. When she walked up she said, "Remember, 202 Crew??" I smiled real big and told her, "Yes! I have a shirt for your guys." I was able to follow through on that plan. Sarah and Olivia

                   Olivia put the shirt on right then. I should take a picture.

                   Remember how I said earlier that I wanted to manifest somebody from the 202 Crew because I wanted to give them a shirt? Presto-manifesto.

                   Actually, they came to pick me up. We're going to Sarah's and I'll tell my story there.

     5:07pm  I should probably make an update already. We came over to Sarah's house and I told her my story over a bowl of weed on the back porch. I was all tired since I wasn't able to score a nap. When we first got to the house I was all, "Are there any parental figures here?" Sarah told me no. I said, "In that case, can you spare any floorspace?" halfway just kidding around. Sarah tells me, "Sure. Actually, there's an empty room upstairs." Anyway, I just got to take a two-hour nap.

                   Sarah's tattoo

                   Sarah is going to let me crash here tonight. It was great. I woke up from my nap and went downstairs and Sarah gave me a bowl of curry and potatoes.

                   What a warm welcome I've had to Sarah's house. She lives here with some housemates. When I woke up from my nap Sarah had left me some notes because she was going to the store. She left me a note saying I could take a shower when I woke up and to make myself at home. She said that her housemates know I am here so not to worry if I run into anyone.

                   They've got an empty room upstairs with a big comfortable loveseat. On the floor next to it there's a computer tower and monitor. Maybe she'll let me set it up and I can do my typing here, hmm. These girls really love my story. What a great time San Antonio is having in San Jose. I'm being treated like royalty.

Next day..