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                                                                                                       San Antonio, TX

Sunday September 2, 2007

                     Man, Babylon has taken me over. I have been so lazy. Not so much lazy, but inert and not moving. I've just been glued to the computer. I don't consider it a waste of time because my site is evolving constantly. I guess I should be cherishing this freedom. This is some data entry that needs to be done. I'm not typing stuff up anymore. I am already caught up on my typing. My site has evolved beautifully. I spent all day on the computer again, umm, spamming. My spamming has evolved too. Now I have this phrase I put in front of my ad. Here, I'll show you. I found this quote on the Internet when I searched for SPAM FOR PEACE:

                     "Seems like spam could be used to actually get a message out in a very quick and widespread way about injustice, working for peace, and other political issues. Why hasn't this happened yet? Spamming is so easy and inexpensive - seems like a perfect tool for subversion."
WORLD PEACE THROUGH MARIJUANA www.havethisbook.com very interesting FREE non-fiction, enjoy

                     Anyway, I am here at my mom's cleaning up my room. I've been so lazy here. Well, I have been keeping the house spotless. That's nothing compared to the exercise I get walking downtown and back. I've still been smoking cigarettes and weed all day long. Umm, I also play a lot of Tetrinet. It is just way too obvious that I need to go already. It's about time. I am waiting for a sure sign to leave. I have all my stuff typed up. I'm not in shape. I've been sitting down all day for a month. Screw it, I can get in shape on the way out there. I'm going to leave pretty soon. I'm going to try and walk to Austin, maybe. This is totally the wrong time of year to be going up North. It's getting real close to winter. I don't care. I'll come back South then go back North. I don't know. Anyway, I'm going to finish cleaning. I'm so friggin' stoned. I've been stoned for weeks and weeks straight.
                                      
     10:27am  I am going to get ready. I'm going to burn all the shit I need off the computer right now. I'm going to get my pack ready. I'm going to leave soon.

     2:39am  I actually got a couple hour nap earlier today.

     3:40am  I took a nap today and I am still wide awake at three forty in the morning. I was thinking about staying up all day, but screw it. I'm going to crash out. Let's see what time I wake up. Today I packed up my pack. I am almost ready to go. I don't know what I'm going to do. I do have some stuff I need to take care of. I need to spraypaint the fence like I've always wanted to. I have to buy a can of spraypaint. My mom has some spraypaint but it's brown. I want some black paint. I don't know how I'm going to go though. I was thinking about going North on Bandera. I don't know. I need to somehow have a getaway vehicle. I'll ask one of my friends if they'll help me vandalize the fence and then take me to 35 or as close to Austin as they minded. I'll even offer them twenty bucks. I want to do this at like four in the morning and shit. I don't know how it's going to happen.

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