San Antonio, TX
Thursday April, 10 2003
Today is the thirteenth and I'm typing up the tenth finally.
For some reason this morning, I woke up early and got on the computer. My feet ached from all the walking I did yesterday. I just lay down and fell asleep. I slept for four hours or so and when I woke up my feet felt good as new. There's nothing that rests your feet more than sleep. I am flat broke today. I'm going to scrounge around for pennies. Damnit, I keep feeling like I have typed this day out before. Ahh, this sucks. I don't feel like typing up any day. I scored some weed today and I want to go talk some shit in the chat rooms. Later. Umm, Carlos is on his account and I cant sign on. I'm going to bed. I'll check you later.
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