072908

 

San Antonio, TX

Tuesday July 29, 2008

     6:03am  I just discovered my bitch sister erased all my shit off my jump drive. All the typing and html files I made, gone. My Frontpage, gone. All my good stuff. All the work I've been doing nonstop since I got home, it's all gone. I think it's because she got mad that I formatted her drive with all her pictures on it. I finally discovered what the problem was. It was the keyboard. The shift key on the left was stuck down, so that's why it would highlight everything. It wasn't a virus at all. So, in the end I kind of deserve it. I guess that's what I get for nuking all her pictures and everything else of hers. It sucks that she deleted all the work I did, but I still have my cassettes I can listen to and type up again.
                  
     8:08am  I'm leaving the house. There was a big scene last night and this morning. I killed my sister's hard drive and she lost all her pictures and poetry and shit. I realize that I was really wrong in what I did. I am really sorry, Laura. I apologize. The whole time the thing that was wrong is that the shift key was stuck on the keyboard. I reset it and formatted it and it still gave me trouble so I figured screw it, I'll just format it. There was a virus on my sister's computer, the one I said was inoperable. Internet Explorer wouldn't work and it would keep trying to connect with some money-making website, so it needed a format anyway, I figured. But, her files could have been saved. Her pictures and poetry and stuff.
                   So, this morning she retaliated. I'm dumb, I should always take my Jump drive with me, but I had left it. I only have since the thirteenth to type up again. So around fifteen days, so it's not that bad. The smart man/woman backs their shit up. I am glad she didn't steal my cassettes. I'm going into town now. I'm going to go to San Antonio College and type my shit up again.

                   I totally shouldn't have left my USB drive connected to her computer.

     8:15am  I walked up to the Citgo and the greedy ass driving the 606 won't let me on. That's a good little slave!

     8:55am  I walked to the Walmart. I went inside and filled up my water bag with ice at the McDonald's. I'm walking to the bus stop now. The 88 is here, maybe he'll give me a transfer. I'm going to smoke a cigarette. Whoa, cool. They finished the bus shelter here. I'll take a picture.

     9:06am  I was going to risk asking for a courtesy ride, but then I remembered those random transfers I had found on the bus the other day. Hmm, I wonder what the letter of the day is. I asked some guy to let me look at his transfer and the letter is G today. I looked through and I had one! I already trimmed it and I am ready to ride, hell yeah.

     10:00am  I am at University Hospital.

     10:02am  Greenwood hooked me up with a cigarette at the hospital. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     10:10am  I got on the 92.

     11:06am  I got off downtown at Martin over by the Greyhound station. I'm going to walk in there and take a piss.

     11:13pm  Erin hooked me up with a cigarette at Travis Park. I appreciate it, Erin. Everybody gets credit. Thanks a lot.

                     They're serving lunch at the daycenter at eleven thirty.

     11:41pm  The 96 let me on. I'll get off soon before five-points and go to SAC. I'm going to school.

     11:49pm  I just got off the 96 over closer to SAC, by that trashcan I found those UFO pictures in a while back(4-20-04).

                     I stayed downtown until they served lunch at eleven thirty. I bought a couple of joints for four dollars, which will be my typing fuel. Man, my sister got me good. She got me real good. But, no one can stop me. They can just get in my way. I can retype the stuff I lost.

     12:37pm  Some guy gave me a cigarette in front of SAC. When I asked him for his name he got all scared.

     12:50pm  I came to the SAC library. San Antonio College, my college. I went inside and asked the guy, "Do you have to be a student to use the computers?" He said, "As long as you're doing research." I told him that's what I was doing. I'm a journalist.

     2:31pm  Taking a break. They haven't run me off yet.

     2:36pm  John hooked me up with a cigarette over by SAC in front of the library. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit. Thanks a lot.

     5:08pm  I just walked over to my friend Jade's(1-07-08, 1-11-08, 1-17-08, 1-27-08) house. I remembered where she lived at Leanne's. Leanne wasn't home, but Jade was. I hadn't seen her since January. Her and her boyfriend just got back from New York. She hooked me up with a little weed, hell yeah.

                   I'm going to make my way back home and try and type on my mom's computer. I am really sorry, Laura.

     5:24pm  George Campa hooked me up with a cigarette at the bus stop in front of the transit office on San Pedro. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit. Thanks a lot.

     5:33pm  I'm waiting for the bus. Let's see if he'll give me a courtesy ride, the 91 coming up. Hopefully he will.

                   The bus driver let me on for free. I appreciate it, Virginia. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     6:09pm  Roger hooked me up with a cigarette at the hospital. I appreciate it, brother.

     6:15pm  Rodriguez told me no. "Can I get a courtesy ride for old-time's sake?" Greedy ass.

                   The 91 won't give me a transfer. That's a good little slave.

     6:29pm  Pam gave me a cigarette at the hospital. I appreciate it, Pam. Everybody gets credit. Thanks a lot.

     6:59pm  The greedy ass driving the 606 wouldn't let me on for seventy five cents, but this nice girl gave me a quarter. I was just testing you guys. The girl passed.

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