San Antonio, TX
Tuesday April 22, 2003
Okay, it's already one forty eight in the afternoon and I have been pretty lazy today. Haven't been keeping track of stuff. I woke up around nine and got on the computer to check my email. I have the new screen name I WALK FOR PEACE and I went in the San Antonio room to shoot the shit. This girl Liz who I had talked to before asked me to help her with FTP questions. I sent her G6 FTP server and talked to her about it. She's one of the ones who thinks I am crazy, too. Way before, I even walked out to her town Helotes. I had been meaning to walk up to Helotes anyway and check it out. She said she would meet me, but never did after I walked up there. I had a fun time, though. I scored a free burger at the Hickory Hut and smoked weed all day.
Well anyway, we were talking about FTP and she thanked me for helping her. I asked her, "Would you come hang out with me one day on the bus and I'll show you how much fun you can have without money." She agreed, but I doubt she ever will.
Hmm, what else did I do today? Oh yeah, my friend Tobin called me up just to see what I was doing. I told him nothing so he came over just to say hi. He leant me this book called Age and Guile Beat Youth Innocence, and a Bad Haircut, 25 years of Peter O'Rourke. Tobin told me it was a funny book. That Peter O'Rourke was this long haired hippie who is now a Republican. I asked Tobin, "Damn, how did that happen?" So, now I have some good bus reading.
Tobin only stayed for like ten minutes then he had to leave again. At first, I thought I might go with him and ride the bus around somewhere. But then, I noticed I was hungry and that I should fuel up before I left anywhere. Tobin was in a rush so I told him to leave without me.
Oh yeah, right before I was going to leave walking for the elementary school my mom calls. Just then I remember she told me she was going to try and take me to San Marcos today. That she was going to try and get off work at three fifteen and I was going to meet her at the gas station on the highway. So let's see what happens.
Damn, my mom ended up canceling on San Marcos. I really need to go get my stuff from the police. They better still have all my mini cassettes which I logged my west coast trip on. Them and my hard drive(which I have logged most of 2002 on) are the main things I need back. There's power in those possessions. Anyway, she told me she had Friday off for sure and we could go early in the morning. I will feel better having my mother there to ensure the cops don't play dirty with me. Ahh, two more days until I am reunited with my traveling gear.
I also need to talk to the DA in San Marcos. All my shit should be dismissed. What? I get kidnapped at gunpoint and I have to do six days in jail? What bullshit.
Okay, that's about it for Tuesday.
Peace,
- Victor
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