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Boulder, CO

Sunday September 3, 2006

     9:30am  Haven't made an entry in a while. The other day at Red Rocks, right when we decided to go, right when we got to the hitching spot on Broadway, this girl pulled over for us. The roommate was best friends with the missing marine. She dropped us off at the parking lot. She wasn't even going to Red Rocks. She just gave us a ride. When we got there Carol laid out her stuff to sell. I had my signs and I started walking around and spreading my word. I had some great presentations. Later on that night, when we were ready to leave, Carol started asking people for a ride back to Boulder. In no time we scored that ride. We had to stop in Littleton first. It had been raining all day and we weren't looking forward to our soaked camp. Luckily, Lugena at Canyon Creek let us crash at her place. This guy Ted, who she had met on the bus was going to crash too. Carol and I were probably cock-blocking Ted by showing up. Carol and I slept on the floor at Lugena's. Ted slept on the futon, not Lugena's bed, hehe. In the morning Ted woke up early around six. He woke me up and since I am an early riser, I stayed up. We walked to Denny's for breakfast. Forest wasn't working. We ate and ordered some stuff to-go for the girls. Lugena went to work. She does demos and stuff. Oh yeah, she gave me a pedometer the other day. It counts your steps. She has lots of them from doing a display for Slim Fast. I wore it all day yesterday, 6069 steps. 1700 is a mile.

                    Oh yeah, I forgot, yesterday after Lugena went to work Carol and I rode the bus to Savers, the thrift store. We scored a lot of good stuff. We got a tent and I got some clothes. I got some new Adidas pants and a new yellow thermal top. I pushed one of the thrift store shopping carts all the way to our camp, behind Bear Creek Apartments. I gathered all our wet bedding and our two heavy packs and piled everything into the shopping cart. I pushed that heavy ass cart all the way to Lugena's at Canyon Creek. I was doing laundry all day. Right now it's Sunday morning and I scraped a little resin. I'm a little high and I want to go tell someone my story, hehe.

     10:25am  Checked email at Maria's. 190 unique visitors.

                    Carol: "Lugena has a friend over right now so Vic and I walked over to the BW. We are in the hot tub. Earlier we cleaned Lugena's place and then went for a walk to try and find Skylar. Victor got in a fight with me. I feel so bad when he does this. It breaks my heart. I really love him. We are going to Lugena's for dinner tonight, then probably spend one more night. We will go back to camp tomorrow.

                    We came to Lugena's and had a Buffalo Burger and salad for dinner. Now we are watching Dead Poet's Society. Victor is going to go out and tell his story."
                    
     12:09am  Wow, what a great presentation right now. First, let me tell you what happened with me and Carol. We kind of broke up again, She frustrates me. Earlier today we were at the hot tub at the Best Western again and we started arguing about something. The frequency of our arguing pisses me off. I do not feel free. I want to be out there again, letting stuff happen. I feel like I have to re-take control of my mission. I am just not going full steam ahead. My story is so important to me. Carol is physically unable to follow me at the pace I want to be at, especially now that I have my webpage up. We have all these plans that I have never been one hundred percent sure of. She wants to get a home base in California or Oregon, but I don't want a home base right now. I want to be doing nothing but telling my story. I feel like it is that important. Carol loves to say that I am bipolar and should seek help. Fuck all that. My actions are a means to the end of hatred.
                     Okay, about tonight. I scraped a good resin hit and felt like telling my story. At first I contemplated with the idea of knocking on random doors at Canyon Creek Apartments. It was kind of late, so I just walked out to the corner. I walked around hoping to find a good listener. I was blessed with Nick, this twenty year old kid in a wheelchair. He was paralyzed after a motorcycle accident. He loved my story and what I am doing. He even smoked me out afterwards. I let him tell me his story. He gave me a couple cigarettes. Anyway, after my presentation with Nick I walked back to Canyon Creek. Right when I was crossing Baseline this truck pulls up to the light and honks the horn and yells, "HAVETHISBOOK.COM! I LOVE YOU BROTHER!!" Hell yes!

                    Pedometer: 7756 steps   

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