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                                                                                                        San Antonio, TX

Tuesday July 3, 2007

     11:31am  I am typing so much right now. I am typing up my whole Portland adventure. Every day was a roller coaster ride. I've got the perfect workstation here. I have my mom's new laptop set up on that card playing table of mine. I have to take a picture of it. Oh yeah, my mom gave me twenty five bucks so I can go get my license. I knew she was going to. I subversively told her, "I'll just keep using my expired copy, I don't care." I knew she would want me to have one.

     1:22pm  I'm leaving the house. My mom gave me twenty five bucks, so I'm going to the DMV. Right now I was hungry and there wasn't that much to eat. She had a bunch of bananas there. My mom is a wannabe "health nut." She's all into this 4Life shit. She's got all these bottles of different pills. I called her up and asked her, "Mom, in all these bottles of pills and supplements that you have, you don't have any multivitamins?" One would think she would, looking at all the bottles. She told me she had some stuff I could drink in the fridge. So I took a big swig of this Rio Vida stuff and ate a coupe bananas. I'm walking to the Citgo right now to catch the bus. I missed the bus that comes close to my mom's house. It was supposed to be here at 1:09pm.

     1:34pm  About five minutes ago I walked up to the Citgo. I'm smoking a cigarette at the bus stop. I don't know when it comes. I should be walking it, but screw it. I'll walk back after I get my ID made. Maybe I'll be able to score at the taqueria again.

                   I took like three of four chugs off that Rio Vida shit.

     3:01pm  Hell yeah, I'm all energized! I've been at the bus stop for like ten minutes. Just giving people the peace sign driving by, with my Fuck Bush shirt. I wore it again so it would be on my ID picture. I just figured, man, I'm all fueled up. I have two bananas in my stomach, Riovida, I'm all charged up. I'm all stoned too. That stuff greatly enhances my high. That stuff gets you high. I'm going to walk all the way to the Walmart. Maybe I'll walk to the DMV. Maybe I'll just walk back.

                    I changed my mind about walking down Mainland. I'm walking down Guilbeau instead. I am just passing the Kinder Kare Learning Center. This is the very same spot where I sustained my first head injury in 1996.

                    I just walked down Guilbeau to Bandera. Everybody is looking at my Fuck Bush shirt. These guys drove by in a red Cavalier and I heard one say, "Hey, there's that guy with the walking stick!" Hell yeah, recognized.

     2:43pm  I'm going to walk through the Walmart, just for the air conditioning. I stopped at the vent in the front and stood there for a minute, hehe. I'm just now getting to the bus stop. When I was walking through the Walmart these two kid cashiers were all chuckling at my shirt.

     3:22pm  The bus never came, so I'm just going to ride the 608 back home. It's obvious I wouldn't get to the DMV on time. Maybe my mom will give me a ride. I don't know.

     3:23pm  I asked the driver for a courtesy ride and he told me no. I was just testing your greedy ass, anyway.

     3:25pm  Sean is letting me borrow his cellphone on the bus. The 608 going back home.

     4:07pm  I tried telling the guy who let me use his phone my story. At first I offered him my webpage. I started telling him my story and had him interested. His bus stop came soon afterwards so I told him, "I'll get off and walk home if you let me finish." He said okay, but he didn't let me finish. He said he had to go. It had started raining, so I suited up. I told him the important part. He was cracking up at the funny parts.

     4:24pm  I walked all the way home. Nobody's home. The cars are in the driveway though. Maybe somebody's in the bathroom or something.

     6:29pm  I'm going to crash out. I'm tired. I only slept like four or five hours last night. I am getting so far typing up my Portland adventure. It's awesome. So far I've typed up March fifteenth, from when the tape started to March thirtieth. Every single day. This one text file I am using is already 87kb big. I'm about halfway done on Side B.

     6:47pm  Back from my little smokebreak I just had.

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