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                                                                                                                          Portland, OR

Tuesday March 20, 2007

     1:26am  I came back to Pioneer Square and I was just walking around downtown everywhere. I came over and told Sarah my story. All of a sudden she pulls out one of her journals. I'm going to transcribe the two pages she gave me. I'll save them. [Typing this up on 7-2. I seem to have misplaced Sarah's pages. I'm really sorry Sarah. I know you probably don't have a copy, but do you remember what they were about? Let me know if you do. I am sorry once again for losing them. Please forgive meeh.]

     4:25am  I'm just wandering around town trying to find people to tell my story to. I tried to sleep in this parking garage but I got busted real quick by some guy. I tried to tell him my story, but he wasn't up for it.

     5:05am  I hopped on the train to the airport. I'm going to just walk around and let people see my crazy ass.

     6:35am  I am back downtown. Washington Street and Stage Avenue.

     6:58am  I tried telling these Jehovah's Witnesses my story, but they walked off real quick. Hypocrites. I gave them a taste of their own medicine.

     7:43am  Robert hooked me up with a cigarette in, umm, downtown Portland. I don't know where I am. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     9:40am  I made my way back to the library. I'm going to borrow somebody's cellphone pretty soon and call Sara. If that's the right number she gave me. I'm not even sure about that.

     9:59am  Dan just hooked me up with a cigarette in front of the library. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     11:23am  I just got out of the library. I took a long time taking a shit. Oh yeah, and earlier I was able to get a hold of Sara. She told me to call her back. I'm at Pioneer Plaza.

     4:00pm  About an hour ago I came to Binyon's Eye World. Hmm, to kill time I'll stand here and ask for spare change for new glasses, hehe. Or I'll just give my story away. I don't know. I'm kind of tired.

     5:33pm  Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I ran into Devin!

 

                   That eleven year old kid I met in the barn in Arcata back in 2003(10-20-03). Well, he's fourteen now. His mom Jeni has a place in Portland. He gave me her number and said she would probably let me crash there if I needed to.

     6:02pm  Oh yeah, I called Sara and she answered. She hasn't gotten her truck out of impound yet.

     7:01pm  I came to this mall here. I forgot what it's called. It sucks. Oh yeah, I got smoked out by this girl.

     7:59pm  I ended up telling this one girl, this overweight boxer girl. Well, she's not overweight for being a boxer. She was cool. I told her my story on the bus. On the train, I mean. I ended up overshooting Portland. I'm in Beaverton already. I talked to that girl a lot. I told her my head injuries story and everything. Anyway, I am so friggin' cold. I'm shivering. I should just call Jeni.

     8:47pm  I'm back in Portland. I got back like ten minutes ago.

     9:14pm  Just got on the 14 bus. Courtesy ride, of course. I'm going to go to Jeni's house.

     9:27pm  I just talked to Aaron, had a great presentation on the bus. I didn't get that far. I got to the they-didn't-call-them-peace-pipes-for-nothing part and she got off. I'm still on the bus going to the 7-11 at the end of the line. I've got directions.

     9:45pm  I just landed at the 7-11 at the last stop. Going to Jeni's house. I'm going to go check the ashtrays.

     10:01pm  I overshot 103rd. I walked all the way to 111th. I'm stupid. I'm walking back now. Oh yeah, I stopped and smoked a cigarette, a couple snipes at the gas station on 111th and Foster. Now I'm walking back. What the hell happened to 103rd?

                     At long last here I am 6200 103rd. Number three is Jenny's.

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