Salem, OR
Monday July 6, 2009
     6:37am  I just woke up. I went to bed at 
one last night. I didn't get that much sleep. Five and a half hours. I'm going 
to go back to bed now. I'm hungry. 
     1:27pm  We came to the resource center 
again, ROCC and I was really surprised. I get to do my typing here on a computer 
upstairs. They have two internet terminals for people to use. One of the pc's is 
dreadfully slow and then they have a wide-screen system with a DVD player that 
hauls ass compared to the other one. All I have to do is type so I get a lot of 
time on this one, since they rather use the faster one. There's signs on the 
monitor that says 15 minutes max, but they've been letting me type for hours on 
it. I tried telling the 19 year old girl who works here my story, but she got 
busy. I am going to do all of my typing here. I'm tired right now. I want to 
take a nap. Toni is supposed to come pick me up and I'm going to take a nap 
somewhere. 
                   
I woke up from my nap and Toni had told me that she would come back with some 
weed. She sure did. She surprised me really good. I got to wake and bake from my 
nap. I'm about to tell 
Booy my story, the nice lady who lives here too. 
                  
     4:18pm  We came back to the house and I 
took a nap. Oh yeah, Toni's friend who is letting us crash here, he's supposed 
to be evicted in ninety days so he's letting Toni crash here until then so she 
can get a job and get back on her feet. 
     5:20pm  We came to the bumfeed under the 
bridge by the park. 
     5:46pm  Did I mention I have a typing 
resource at ROCC? 
                  
Bones and DP
     7:37pm  I was walking around close to the 
Roth's looking for snipes. I'm low on tobacco. I walked by the Starbuck's 
drivethrough window and noticed three dimes on the ground. I bent down to pick 
them up and the stupid girl working there opened the window and said, "Excuse 
me. That's our money, sir." I laughed at her and told her, "It's mine 
now. Call the 
cops. I dare you to."
 
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