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San Antonio, TX

Thursday May 26, 2005

     9:22am  I just woke up. I didn't sleep that much.

     11:34am  I am sending somebody else my webpage. I went into #ripz and told my whole shpeel there. My whole platform. The owner of the channel, DrJekL accepted my whole webpage. All 650mbs.

                     I am ensuring my fate here.

                     Last night I sent it to some kid in Venezuela. And now this guy. To top it off, he's from New York.

     6:42pm  Dude, I spent another day downloading warez. Had another day off on the computer. I need to venture out for some marijuana or some cigarettes. I'm probably not going to crash here tonight. Or maybe I'll just walk all the way back home.

     7:06pm  I am leaving my mom's house. I'm wearing one of the new tie-dyes I bought yesterday. I'm wearing my magnetic marijuana flasher strobe thing. I hope the batteries on my recorder don't run out today.

                   I went in the Citgo and Alem, the Middle Eastern guy, I asked him if they had any matches and he said no. He handed me a lighter. He told me to keep it.

     7:15pm  Louie hooked me up with a cigarette at the Citgo. I appreciate it, brother.

     7:20pm  I forgot to mention, that dude Louie gave me a ride all the way to the Walmart. I don't think there's any more buses coming. I know the last 610 leaves Medical Center at 7:15. It's already 7:23. When I called the bus company from the Citgo the lady on the phone told me there was still one running. Then some bus driver at the Walmart gave me the 'ol ten minute line. I guess I'll catch the 88 downtown. I don't know. Whatever bus comes.

     7:36pm  6342 hooked me up with a ride to Ingram, cool.

     7:46pm  Oh yeah, I changed my mind at the Walmart. The other 610 going back to the Citgo by my mom's pulled up. The cool driver hooked me up with a courtesy ride. I was going to ride it all the way to Ingram, but that would take too long. I rode the bus a little past the Citgo. Maybe I'll see if Bob will sell me some weed. If not I'll keep walking until I find some.

                   Right now I'm at Hill Trails and Bowen. I'm going to walk to Bob's.

     8:28pm  Oh yeah, I never told you. I went to Bob's. He answered the door and I asked him if he had any weed to sell. He said not for sale. He let me in his house. I thought to myself, "Damnit, if Bob doesn't have any weed, I should be out walking the neighborhood trying to score." Then I noticed that on Bob's back porch, his dogs had torn up this cushion and there was green fuzz scattered all over his back porch. When I first noticed I thought I'd be nice and offer to clean it for him. Then I thought, "I'll clean it for him if he gets me high!" That's exactly what happened. He smoked me out with some badass kynd bud. I asked him to show me how much he would sell me for fifteen bucks. He just took out a little pinch and I told him forget it. I can go buy a lot of shwag for fifteen dollars. A lot more than what he pinched me. I ended up cleaning the fuzz outside for him and he let me hit his bong. Now I'm all high and I'll have fun on my walk looking for more weed. That's what I'm doing right now. I'm giving the peace sign to all the cars that drive by. Everybody's waving back. I got all high off Bob's bong. When the sun goes down I'll have my marijuana light flashing brightly under my chin. I want to find that guy's, I think his name is Chris. No, Ryan. The house where I went that night with Big John(3-19-05, 12:50pm). The guy who rolled those Tyson joints. I'll never forget that.

                   I walked down Bowen to Dover Ridge, I think. Oh yeah, I think Bob set me up at his house. He had this lighter and he asked me to light the bowl while he hit the bong. While I was lighting it, it broke. Like the spring mounted flint came out and everything. Bob got all pissed off that I broke his lighter. I told him, "I just got hooked up with a lighter at the Citgo. You can have it." I gave him my lighter. Well, he went through the trouble of finding the flint and meticulously putting the lighter back together and lit it, all showing off. I told Bob that I was impressed, and now that his lighter worked again, if I could have mine back. He told me no, but in the end he finally gave it back. I laughed and told him, "Ha, you gave it back because you know that right when I walk out your door I'm going to pull out my little tape recorder and start talking shit about you."

                   I'm going to go see if I can find this Bouleau Street. Where that girl Olivia(5-9-05, 4:45pm) lives.

     8:56pm  I am at Bouleau. It shouldn't be that hard to find her house.

     8:57pm  Nobody is home. Damn, that sucks. I've decided I'm going to walk to the EZ Mart on Bowen's Crossing or Bowen's Drive. I forget the name of it. The one over by Les Harrison. I'll buy something to eat. I have fifteen bucks. I want to get some weed. I'll try to find that guy Chris' house.

                   Actually, I think his name is Ryan.

                   Oh yeah, Bob's dad Bill is beat up all bad. He's all sick with this and that. He broke his leg. He's had problems for years. That guy is miserable.

                   It bugs me that they're all into hunting and shit. They were all watching OLN(Outdoor Life Network). Damnit, death should not be a sport. That's messed up.

                   I have my weed light shining bright. Now that the sun went down. I'm going to walk all the way to the EZ Mart. I'm going to try to walk all the way out to Ryan's house. Then I'll walk all the way back home.

                   I'm walking down New Guilbeau now. I want to go towards the Citgo by my mom's, which is a little bit Southwest. I just cut in this new neighborhood right now. I hope there's an outlet to the woods somewhere.

                   I jumped that fence easy. Right now I'm on the trail that goes out to Teaberry Ridge. It's awesome. I'm walking through these dark woods and my little light is flashing strong.

     9:13pm  I ended up on Valley Trails. Valley Trails and Teaberry Ridge.

                   I'm turning right on Charter Point for some reason.

     9:20pm  Back on Bowens Drive. I'm going to walk to the Citgo from here.

                   I just walked in one complete circle.

     9:25pm  I stopped and played with a little kitty cat that came up to me.

     9:36pm  I just got to the NW Crossing EZ Mart.

     9:42pm  I forgot to mention. I walked all the way to the EZ Mart. The guy working inside had these two wieners on the hotdog machine. They looked all day-old. I asked him if he would hook me up with one and he said cool.

     9:46pm  It was Jason, at the EZ Mart who hooked me up with a hotdog. I appreciate it, brother.

                   Scored me a hotdog! I love this marijuana pin. It's all flashing and everyone is looking at me. I even scored me some gasoline for my stomach. I still have fifteen bucks. I'm going to score some weed somewhere.

                   I have come to the realization that I don't need a computer to do my job. I just need a computer to tell my story. Most of the work is done offline.

     9:57pm  I'm walking down Weybridge, which eventually turns into Les Harrison. I was walking down the street and I saw some guy talking on his phone outside. He was smoking a cigarette and I hit him up for one. He hooked me up.

     10:02pm  I'm walking down Weybridge, over by the Bike Route sign, Wood Trails. I bummed a cigarette off some dude and the first thing he told me was, "I like your little flashy thing."

     10:15pm  I walked down Weybridge all the way to Timber Path. Well, not Weybridge. It turns into Les Harrison. I'm going to turn left on Timber Path.

     10:32pm  It's about time I made an update. I walked to this street Cliff Valley, I think it is. I think this is the street Ryan lives on. They all look the same. I just sat down on the sidewalk and smoked a cigarette. I sat down hoping they would come outside and see me eventually. I have no idea which house it is. I should have made a note when I've come out here before.

     10:48pm  I gave up and started walking back home. Right when I started walking, I saw some guy walking in front of me. After about a quarter mile I caught up to him and asked him if he knew where I could get any weed. This black dude named Dexter. He told me no. I asked him if I could tell him a really interesting story. He said yeah, sure. He listened to a lot and when I got to the part where I tell him "exactly what I'm doing for world peace," about how I've been logging my life, he tells me, "Yeah, you got me last year." I went, "So you've already heard my story?" He goes yeah. I told him I hated repeating myself. He took the next turn. He had just walked all the way from Ingram Park Mall. Hehe, he had already heard my story. I'm everywhere. I'm everywhere.

                     Be sure to look up Dexter and see when was the last time I talked to him. Damn, didn't find it.

                     That added some meaning to my walking tonight. I went all the way to my friend Olivia's. Nobody was home there. Then I walked all the way over to try to find Ryan's house. I couldn't find it. I wonder how far I walked. You can tell with the time-stamps. I'm going to walk all the way back now. I'm everywhere.

     10:53pm  This car just drove by these people yelled, "Fucking nigger," to me. I yelled back, "Do you have any marijuana?!" Haha.

     11:07pm  I'm back at the EZ Mart. I'm going to take these little rocks out of my shoe.

     11:14pm  I am leaving the EZ Mart. I found some unopened Oreo cookies on the ground. The pack was unopened. Somebody had stepped on it though and it was squashed.

     11:17pm  I'm writing a book on generosity the whole world is going to read on the Internet and Bryan just hooked me up with a little weed at the EZ Mart. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     11:23pm  I'm telling Bryan my story. What was your email? bryan@lsnf.com

     11:45pm  I'm talking to Westin, telling him my story. He pulled up in blue truck. What was your email? woglove@yahoo.com

                     Haha, I had a great presentation. In the end he was all, "You're freaking me out."

     12:02am  I had some great presentations at the EZ Mart, which is also a Citgo. One dude didn't listen, some Mexican dude. He was all bragging, "I am from San Francisco." I'm out now.

                     I changed my mind. I'm going to go back and buy a pack of cigarettes. Because the Citgo by my mom's is going to be closed.

     12:37am  I'm over by the Citgo already.

     12:49am  I'm home. The eagle has landed.

     3:37am  I am finally going to bed. I just got out of the shower.

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