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San Antonio, TX

Monday April 11, 2005

     5:36am  It's already Monday the eleventh and I haven't gone to bed yet. I went to bed, but I woke up because I got a boner. I need to wait for my mom to wake up so I can ask her if there is anything anywhere in this house with my name and this address. Proof of residence. I want to go try and donate plasma.

                   I'm hungry. I'm going to eat something.

     7:50am  I think I'm going to crash out some more.

     10:50am  I just woke up. I had a good nap. I'm going to get dressed and do the dishes. I want to go donate plasma. Or try to.

     11:34am  I am leaving the house. I'm walking to the bus stop. I'm going to catch the bus and go donate plasma for some weed.

                     I'm wearing this badass Santana tie-dye my mom's boyfriend Gus gave me. It's awesome.

     11:59am  I am telling my story to this lady on the bus. What was your name? Deanna. alinoelle1@hotmail.com

     12:30pm  Tiffany at the hospital gave me a cigarette. I appreciate it, Tiffany.

                     Got off the bus in front of Santa Fe. I'm going to see if I can get smoked out before I donate. Oh yeah, on the bus on the way to the hospital from my mom's house, that girl who I got her email, she listened to me great. At first she had been reading a book. I hit her up for my story as usual and told her, "It's more interesting than what you're reading. I promise." It was a great presentation. She listened to all of it. When I paused to ask if I could continue she said, "Yeah, keep going."

                     I'm at the plasma place. I had brought in an old check stub from January of 2004 hoping they would accept it. It had my mom's address and my name. They didn't accept that though. They said it had to be recent, but the doctor told me what to do. All I have to do is go to the post office and mail a letter to myself and bring it in.

                     I got on the 92.

                     I'm downtown already.

                     I don't know what time it is but Grasshopper just walked up to me and accused me of stealing money from the hotdog cart! He kept telling me, "Arthur told me you did. He said he saw you." I got pissed and told him, "Man, trust me, I know better. I don't need your stinking money. Prove it."

     1:53pm  I can't believe this shit. Grasshopper came over and accused me of stealing ten dollars from the hotdog cart. He told me, "You made me lose my job." I told him, "Man, I hate money. Don't you know who I am?"

                     Then I came over here and what were your names again? Kevin and Mishanna had a grill going in the park. They're these two kids traveling. Mishanna is five months pregnant. So what happened?

                     Kevin: "They almost gave us a camping ticket for cooking our chicken in the park."

                     Mishanna: "No blankets. No bedrolls. Just a grill and chicken. And they were giving us a camping ticket."

                     I don't know what time it is, but Kevin and I are still trying to find some weed. Me, Kevin and Romeo, we walked over a mile to the Eastside. The guy who's house we went to first wasn't home. We came to the ghetto over here. These projects. He instructed us to sit down on these steps and wait for him. Let's see how long it takes. I don't have a watch anyway.

                     Cool, Romeo came back. We were worried.

                     Kevin and I walked all the way back downtown. We walked by the Salvation Army and Poncho hooked me and Kevin up with cigarettes.

     4:46pm  I'm here at Travis Park and this dumbass Beto is being a hypocrite. He's wearing a crucifix and everything. At first he told me, "I help people in this town." I tried to tell him my story and he wouldn't listen to me one bit! Then he imagined that I had said I was going to make money. He perked and said, "Oh, you're going to make money?" I told him, "Nobody listened to Jesus either. Jesus worked for free. He didn't need money."

     5:50pm  Haha, I went up to this girl in the park and asked her, "Can I tell you a really interesting story?" She laughs and says, "I've already heard it."

                     Some girl is giving me the recommendation to visit the Marijuana Fest in Cincinnati, Ohio.

                     I have had the greatest presentations in the park today. Isaiah, he overheard me and came over and asked me what I was doing. I gave him my rap and he hooked me up with a cigarette. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

                     Oh yeah, this one dude I told my story to told me, "Yeah, my mom always sees you. She tells me that you always get on the bus and you never pay. That they never charge you."

                     David showed up earlier and he had his own walking stick. A big bamboo stick. He came over to me and asked to borrow my scarf again. He wraps it all over his body. I was waiting for him to come back, because I want my scarf back. But he disappeared. I don't think he'd steal it from me.

                     I am positive I will get it back eventually.

                     Gomez hooked me up with a courtesy ride to the hospital.

     8:20pm  I am out here telling this girl my story at the hospital. What was your name? Milicent Fambrough. What is your email? m_fambrough@yahoo.com

                     My good friend Millie who I just told my story to. She gave me a cigarette. I appreciate it, Millie.

     8:44pm  L. Sanchez hooked me up with a courtesy ride over by West.

                     It was awesome. I was able to tell this one girl my entire odyssey at the hospital. This real pretty black girl. She had an awesome tattoo in her cleavage. I wanted to touch the tattoo real bad. She wrote her email down for me and told me she lived at Chapel Ridge Apartments. I used to live there with Chasity.

                     Right now I'm going to go sit down at the smoking cabana at West and eat this salmon jerky I have in my pocket.

                     I went to the smoking cabana and ate my jerky. I talked to this guy Julian who recognized me. I'm walking home now. I'm going to walk to the Walgreen's on Babcock and call my mom. See if she'll come pick me up.

                     I'm wearing my badass tie-dye backwards. So it says Santana on the back, which is covered by my mission-bag. It was this awesome design on the front now. It's awesome. I rather have that on my front.

                     I came to the Walgreen's and called my mom. She said she had brought me home a full meal from El Pollo Loco. She said she was going to be like thirty minutes.

     10:22pm  I'm still waiting for my mom in front of the Chevron on Babcock/Prue.

                     Oh yeah, the camel jockey at Chevron. I was wondering where my mom was, so I went inside and asked if I could use the phone. He quickly pointed to the payphone outside. I told him, "Like I don't know where the payphone is." He even told me, "If you have an emergency I can call 911 for you." I told him, "Screw you then, greedy ass," and walked out. He all picked up the phone real quick trying to scare me. This is going to be funny if he actually calls the cops and they show up. What a dumbass.

                     That idiot's name is Ted.

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