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Boulder, CO

Tuesday September 6. 2005

     8:50am I'm taking a shit at the BP gas station across the street from the dorms. Last night me and Hannah hiked all the way to the dorms because the Buff Bus wasn't running due to it being Labor Day. Hannah is showing a lot of frustration about going to school and being part of the evil system. She sees the truth and I am a constant reminder.
                  I am so elated about having my place to crash at the Presbyterian church behind the dorms. I've been crashing there for almost a month. I even have a place to stash my backpack and be free all day. I cannot wait for someone at the church to tell me shit for crashing there. I will tell them my story and then say, "I am doing some really important work in Boulder. I am doing God's work. What do you think Saint Andrew would say?"
                  Last night this black dude from New York gave me a couple nuggets of this of this flowery-smelling weed. I'm going to cut a new tennis ball and leave my worn out one at the place I've been leaving them at the bottom of the dorm steps for all the students to see. My mark.

 

     9:32am  I put my worn out ball where it goes and I just got on the Buff Bus.

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     4:33pm  I need to make an entry already. Hannah surprised me and showed up around two. She brought me smuggled mess hall food, like she always has. I am really thinking I might stay in Boulder until it happens. I really do believe it can happen here. I get the greatest feeling in this town. Anyway, Hannah is supposed to come back at six. She had some stuff she needed to do. When I first got to the mall today I talked to Jason about Hannah. I told him I wanted her to quit school. He got all mad at me and told me I would ruin her life. Screw that, I should have told him, "Look how far college got you." Jason is a thirty one year old with no job himself. Hell, he crashes in the bush behind the library. He was all bragging about starting a job tomorrow. Anyway, Jason and Travis(who I always call Charles) were sitting down with some cute hippie chick wearing a Nobody Knows I'm A Lesbian shirt. She eventually smoked us out at the Skylab. I told her my story earlier. While we were smoking I mentioned how my tape recorder was broken and I had to write stuff down. Travis told me that he had one and he would give it to me for the cause! It's four fifty four and Travis just came back with it on his bike.
                   Oh yeah! My mission has evolved once again. That cute hippie girl, her name was Breckin. She let me use her badass marker and I have added a sign to my armory. IGNORANCE IS DEATH. I wish I had a camera. I have all my signs stood up in the mall. My first one is WORLD PEACE THROUGH MARIJUANA, second one is my classic mission-objectives one and the one at the end is my new sign. In front of it I have mission bag with a patch that says FEARLESS LEADER and my walking stick on top of it.

     11:52pm  Me, Travis and Hannah met Sammy, this thirty two year old traveler who's been on the road for ten years, so he says. Let me tell you how we met this dude. When I was flying all four signs earlier, this dude with a pack came up to me and asked me what I was doing this for. I told him I was doing it for the cause. Later on he came and asked us if we could score him some weed. I told him I would go ask the kids in front of the courthouse. He said okay, after he finished his beer. While he was gone that cute hippie chick Breckin came around and she had some weed she needed to get rid of. I went and found the dude, Sammy. I told him, "It came to us." We all walked to the Skylab and made the deal. This dude Sammy seemed really cool at first. He seemed to be a master of manipulating generosity. I was itching to tell him my story the whole night. Oh yeah, Hannah and I didn't break up after all. She clung to me some more and I want somebody to love-on so much, especially someone as pretty as Hannah, that I stayed with her. She even helped me a little with the mission, with her crappy sign. Anyway, this dude Sammy had just gotten hooked up with a hundred and twenty dollars and got a room at the Boulder Hostel. We smoked weed and all of a sudden I notice Hannah getting all conversational with Sammy. They were having great debates. Like a show almost. It was even entertaining at first. Then, when I suggest to smoke a cigarette, Travis and I left the room, but Hannah didn't follow. She said she would be right down. I left, walked around for a bit lost and ended up back at the room. Oh yeah, Sammy had paid for a room with three beds. I was really excited I would get to sleep with Hannah. Anyway, I ended up back at the room and I could hear Hannah talking to this guy and laughing and stuff. I kind of flipped out. I got mad at Hannah. Actually, it was a reminder that we shouldn't be together because I can't have grandiose conversations with her like Sammy does, because I am a machine. She was just acting so not like herself. I didn't feel comfortable at all. I even said I wanted to leave. She pleaded with me not to.
                   Eventually I found out that she had drank a lot of alcohol. Ah-ha, that explains everything! We walked down to the college strip and I just took off. I hate being around Hannah when she's drunk. She had told me she was an alcoholic. I thought, "Hell, she hasn't drank once and we've been hanging out for a long time." Anyway, it's twelve twenty eight and I am sitting here writing this. I'm going to crash now.

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