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San Antonio, TX

Thursday April 24, 2003

                   Wow, I'll type up the rest of the day later, but I have to tell you about what just happened right now. Just so I remember.

                   The time is now two oh four in the afternoon and about five minutes ago I got this call. The caller ID said Out Of Area, so I assumed it was a telemarketer who I could have some fun with. Yesterday, this one telemarketer called and gave me his pitch. I asked him, "Hey man, listen. You being a telemarketer and all and knowing the truth, would you buy anything from a telemarketer?" He gave me some bullshit like, "If I thought it would benefit me, sure." I told him, "Well, go find another sucker and take me off your calling list."
                   Okay, back to today. I just got a phone call. For the first time in my life a bill collector is calling for me and not my mom. The lady told me that she was trying to collect a bill for Big Spring something or other.
                   Anyway, they are still trying to collect from the time I got that CAT-Scan in Alpine, TX to make sure I hadn't hurt myself(which I knew I hadn't). I told her, "Do you have some time?" She told me sure. So I just jumped in with my script detailing my stay in jail and the state hospital. She listened and told me yeah after I made points. I got so far as to tell her about the state hospital stay. I told her it was a country club and they let me smoke cigarettes. She cut me off and told me that if I wasn't going to pay, she would have to tell the lawyers. I told her, "Well, there is only one thing you can do now. Sue me(I chuckled)." She said, "Okay, that's all that we needed to know."

                   Hahaha!! Me and my ideas are going to get so much attention soon. If they catch me, that is. ::wink, wink::.

                   Okay, Chris gave me and Air a ride to my mom's house. She is at work and the house is empty. I walk into a nice, cold room. She always leaves the air conditioning on when no one is home. She's lazy, remember. Well, I showed Air my project out back with the weeds and we smoked. I forgot what we talking about, but in the end I suggested let's get writing. So, now we are in the computer room typing away. I told Air to feel free to interject and add more detail to the story and he said, "It's all good." Two heads are better than one.

Next day..