Berkeley, CA
Monday July 28, 2003
7:20am I woke up at the laundromat again. I walked through the Sather Gate parking garage(which is a shortcut to Trinity Church for breakfast) and used the public restroom there. I took a shit and I just got out right now. I'm going to walk to the church. They feed at 8am. I'm going to eat. I'm hungry.
7:24am I forgot my walking stick in the bathroom! I had to run back in there and get it. When I went back in the restroom, there was someone in the stall taking a shit. I said, "Hey man, did I leave my walking stick in there?" The guy inside told me yeah and stuck the stick out of the bottom of the stall. Close call.
8:03am I'm lining up for breakfast.
8:39am I just had breakfast. I'm full. It's so convenient that Trinity Church is right next to the college, so I'm going to go get to work logging my stuff and writing my book.
8:44am I just realized I lost my Swiss army knife! My crucial tool Tobin had given me along with my stick that I used all the time. It had that badass monkey's fist keychain on it. That sucks so so so much. I need that thing!
2:53pm I just got out of the library. I was going to sit all day there typing up my stuff. I got almost another tape typed up to where I can record over it. I walked through the campus almost to the Sather Gate. I stopped, brushed my teeth and put on some deodorant and stuff. I'm all fresh. I don't know what I'm going to do now. I'm kind of hungry. I think they have a meal at 4pm at the church, so maybe I'll go fly my sign on Telegraph. I want a cigarette.
4:16pm Man, it's been a pretty boring day. I haven't gotten much done. Actually, I spent a hell of a lot of time on the computer this morning, so I'm lying. I tried to fly my sign, but nobody would stop and read it. That kind of brought me down. So, I came over here to line up at the church for food. There are all these bums out here who think they're bums. I stood in line forever and when I got to the guy giving out tickets, he asked me, "Would you care to make a donation of a quarter for a blue ticket?" People with blue tickets eat sooner. God-damnit, at the church where they feed you they're trying to make money. That's such bullshit. The church is spanging(asking for spare change) the homeless people. How evil. Hypocrites.
5:15pm I'm out here flying my sign and Sonya just stopped by and made my day. I asked her if she would read my sign and she did. I had told her what the medicine woman in Oregon had told me and she said, "Wow, you really do seem like a beam of light."
5:18pm Bobby was nice enough to hook me up with some change. I wasn't even asking for money. He read my sign, that's it. Nobody is paying me to do this, Bobby. Every little bit helps. Thanks a lot, brother.
This other guy Robbie just read my sign and after I explained it to him, he said, "Oh man, it'll work! It'll work!"
I need some weed, hehe.
Hmm, for some reason I didn't tape the rest of today.
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