San Jose, CA
Thursday March 12, 2009
6:50am I Woke up around six because I had to take a shit. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I slept on the floor in the empty room upstairs. I don't know what I'm going to do now. I had a good wake-and-bake. I have a lot of weed. Oh yeah, I'm going to go set up that computer upstairs and start typing.
10:35am I should make an update. I woke up this morning around six and lay back down until like eight or nine. All this time I was waiting for Sarah and Olivia to wake up. I came outside to smoke a cigarette and I met Valdemar, their housemate. He's from Poland. He's up here listening to my story great and he hooked me up with a Nat Sherman cigarette. Thanks.
Be sure to look up Michael Tsarion.
I'm walking away from the house at 429 whatever street this is. 13th and San Salvador.
Oh, I never mentioned. See, I had these grey Volcom cargo shorts I've been hauling around. Their like bathing suit material thin and they have cargo pockets. I had been hauling them around for a while and had never used them. I always thought maybe I'd use them for swim trunks. Well, I transferred all the pocket content from my camoflauge shorts I got in Ventura, the size 28 ones. They don't have a button, but a little clasp and the clasp pops once in a while and I am always having to cinch my belt. Well, I've started using these grey shorts and they are perfect. Extremely thin and breathable and I've got all my pockets. I knew there was a reason I was holding onto them. I've got a whole new look now. Relax, I'm a professional.
12:00pm I walked all the way down San Salvador, down Paseo San Antonio and all the way to Cesar Chavez park. The church won't be giving out sandwiches until one, so I'm going to walk to the Salvation Army. Julian and 4th.
12:07pm Rudy hooked me up with his cookies at the Salvation Army. I appreciate it, brother.
12:39pm Going in for a typing session. I am wearing a new white shirt today and my grey shorts.
4:25pm I am leaving from the library. I spent a whole day at the library typing. Ahh, like four hours total. I got a lot of typing done. I am already on March 4th in my typing.
I cut through the school and let people see my shirt. I walked San Salvador all the way to 13th. I hope somebody's there. These girls are really cute.
The greedy ass at the Super Taqueria wants to charge me a dollar for ice.
6:00pm It's about time I made an update. I walked all the way to 429, the place I crashed at last night. Sarah wasn't home yet. I met another housemate named Deb. She couldn't take that big smile off of her face. She didn't have time for my story this morning but she said she would see me around. She called Sarah for me and Sarah said that she'd be home in like fifteen minutes. I went for a walk. I walked over to Ninth Street and all these college kids were doing an open-mic. I went and sat down to eat a cookie and smoke and to my surprise they started playing a Weezer song. Say it ain't so. Then they ruined the moment with Starship Supernova. Fuck that song. More Weezer! I'm walking back to Sarah's now. Hopefully she's home.
10:48pm I should make an update. I came home earlier and Sarah and Olivia were here and I met their friend Dave. They had him primed up for my story and I told it to him. That's probably not the last of their friends I'll be asked to tell my story to. I don't mind at all. Give me an audience.
Oh yeah, this morning I thought I was going to set up the computer, but there wasn't a keyboard. I went to type at the library and I am now almost caught up. Sarah got me the keyboard and I can catch up here. I don't have to go back to the library. I probably will to check my email. I can do all my MS Frontpage work on here too. I already have it installed. I'm going to go to bed soon. Later on.
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