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San Antonio, TX

Tuesday May 31, 2005

     9:13am  This morning has been alright. Let's see, I woke up. My mom let me take her car to buy some rollies at the Citgo. The Habib was there and when he saw me he was all smiles. He told me, "I met your twin sister yesterday." I told him, "I know, she told me." I was there. Don't you remember? I didn't tell him that.

     12:41pm  I forgot to tell you. I am on my way to the dentist. I have an appointment at 1:30. My mom's taking me. She's going to come with me and deal with the whole insurance thing. They're going to do x-rays and stuff. Then I don't know what I'm going to do for the rest of the day.

     1:03pm  It turns out at the Lee Dental Center, my mom has to stay there while they work on me. She thinks they told her that because she had put I had a head injury and that they think I'm crazy. We rescheduled an appointment tomorrow at 1:40. She can't stay today.

                   The Lee Dental Centers is close to the Shipley's Donuts across the street from The Church on the Rock. Afterwards I walked Wurzbach all the way down to almost Babcock. I was cutting through the Deer Oaks Business Park they have there, and I ran into Evan, or Ian. I forget their names. They're brothers. I know one of them is in jail. Evan. I hung out with him and smoked him out. He's supposed to go to this doctor's appointment over here at the Joseph D. Diaz, MD. By the Subway in the Snowden Medical Plaza. I smoked him out and waited with him a little. Right now I'm going to walk to the transfer center at University Hospital and catch the bus downtown or something. I really should go back to my mom's house and type. Maybe that's what I'll do.

                   Oh yeah, and Evan was telling me, "Man, I use your lines all the time. Like the other night I was asking some fool if it was just a coincidence that two natural things, made by God have a reaction when you join them."

                   Oh yeah, and earlier this morning I called Ruben about my walking stick. He told me he has two of them I can choose from. Two with a compass. He told me to come by Thursday. He also told me, "I want to talk to you about something. Lately people have been doing things they shouldn't in the neighborhood. I live right next to the ditch." It was weird. I just wanted a business transaction with this guy. I was going to give him the money and he was going to give me the stick. Now he's complaining to me about the kids in his neighborhood? Maybe when I go buy the stick on Thursday I'll tell him, "You really shouldn't be so afraid of the kids. Kids have always known better. It's simple evolution."

     3:30pm  I jumped on the 91. I tried to tell this girl with a marijuana shirt my story and she said no.

     4:06pm  I had lost that scanned picture of my ID I had printed out at Walgreen's that one time(5-16-05, after 1:48pm). Since I'm taking off traveling soon it would be handy to have, even though it's not real. Better than nothing, no? Well anyway, the lady at the Walgreen's isn't letting me print it out, because it's an ID and you're not supposed to make copies of it.

     5:33pm  These greedy asses at the Goodwill thrift store on Commerce. I had another magical t-shirt blessing at the thrift store. I found this badass blue shirt that said on the front, "YOU HAVE TO LOOK AT . . ." And on the back it says, ". . . THE WHOLE PICTURE." That's my shirt. It's an old shirt. It's perfect for my mission. It didn't have a tag on it, so I asked the cashier how much it was. She goes, "$2.99. It's $3.22 with tax." I felt that was a little steep, seeing as how thrift stores get their stock for free to begin with. I told her, "I can't give you a dollar for it?" Then this dumbass guy said, "You can't haggle." It's not like these people pay for this shit anyway. I thought that place was called Goodwill.

     6:26pm  I ran into John and David. We came to the Gutter Punk Bridge to smoke some weed. What was your email, John? john_3204@hotmail.com

     7:49pm  I've got an update to make. I've been shot down for a lot of my projects today. I didn't get anything done I wanted to do. I got some more weed with five dollars. I'm going to have a typing day tomorrow, hopefully. Oh no, I gotta go to the dentist tomorrow again.

     8:01pm  I got on the 92, an old style bus. The driver told me, "Man, you're everywhere." I told him that was my job.

     8:44pm  Just got to Medical Center.

                   Cool, there's still another 606 coming. The last one comes to the hospital at 9:30. As opposed to the old 610 route at 7:15. It's awesome I can get home this late.

                   I had me some great presentations on the way home. I told this bus driver my story. Mr. Ibarra. He told me he sees me everywhere.

     9:03pm  Got on the 606. Oh yeah, it only goes as far as the Walmart. Not all the way to the Citgo by my mom's.

     9:25pm  I'm at the Walmart.

     10:38pm  I'm coming up on my mom's house. I walked all the way from the Walmart. Good hike.

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