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Arcata to Clam Beach, CA

Wednesday September 10, 2003

     8:07am  It's the next day. I don't know what day it is, but I just woke up in the barn. This place is beautiful in the morning. It's all foggy. I'm cold. Brrrrrr. I'm just looking around the barn. Veronica and that other kid are still sleeping. Cool, I like having house-guests.

                    I walked all the way down to K and 12th. I walked down K. I forgot K turned into Alliance. This is the wrong way to go to the school, so I'm turning right on 12th street.

     9:05am  I walked up to the library. I found me a cigarette in a smoke post, my resource. I found me a big 'ol Nat Sherman.

     11:07am  I went to the bathroom first off and did my little routine. I took a shit and brushed my teeth. I came to the computer and I typed up a lot of stuff. Not that much stuff. It's already 11:07 and I'm going to leave to go eat at The Endeavor at 11:30am. Alright. I'm almost caught up.

     11:18am  Mark was generous enough to give me a cigarette in front of the library.

     12:44pm  I'm out here sparing change for laundry.

     12:48pm  Josh hooked me up with some change for laundry. I appreciate it, bro. Huh? Do I know where you can find some bud? Just ask around. It's everywhere.

     12:49pm  I just realized I have a dollar in my pocket. I got busfare. I'm going to Eureka. I'm going to The Raven. I'll do my laundry there. I'm thinking I might even skip town and go back to Berkeley after I do my laundry. I was going to spange up to do laundry, but now I have enough for busfare. I hope. I'm going to catch the bus to Eureka.

     12:55pm  When I realized I had enough for busfare, I walked up to the bus station near The Endeavor. I saw Jenny/_NV and I told her I was skipping town. She told me, "No you're not. You're coming to my barbeque." It's right now, so that's what I'm going to go do. I went and bought some liquor for her. Breakin' the law, breakin' the law. I got her some Bacardi. Damnit, I dropped my cigarette. That sucks.

     1:11pm  What was I doing? Oh yeah, I was going to go to the plaza and I saw one of the Brads. He asked me, "Hey, you want to smoke, Victor?" They listened to my story before. They asked me if I had a pipe and I told them yeah, my little one-hitter. So we came over to the parking lot right next to the House of Flair Hair Designing. In between that and the Jacoby Storehouse. We're smoking some marijuana with my little one-hitter. I'm going to trade them a rock that I had, that I didn't think was worth anything, for some mushrooms. Yay.

     1:29pm  This kind of sucks, but I really don't care. Whenever I paid for Jenny's Bacardi, Jenny had only given me thirty dollars and it came out to $32.06. That was all that I had, because I had found that dollar I was going to use for busfare, and Jenny had given me some spare change. So, I had exactly that much and I paid it. I didn't want to run outside and go ask a minor for more money so I could come back and pay for alcohol. It'd be kind of obvious.
                   Oh yeah, then these two guys I was talking to last night came up to me and asked me if I wanted to smoke some weed. I said, "Yeah!" I kind of remember Jenny saying she had to go get some food before we went to the barbeque, so I went and smoked some weed with these guys. When I got back, Jenny wasn't there. So, I had no money. I had seen like a hundred dollar bill in her wallet, so I didn't think she'd mind paying me back. She took off though. My plans have changed. I went and smoked with those guys and they offered me mushrooms. They told me they were going to shroom in the forest during the day and that sounded like a blast. I'm postponing everything. I'm going to go trip some shrooms. Then, tomorrow I can work on getting out of here. I'll first get bus fare to Eureka then do my laundry. See, I got shit to do. I don't need a job.

     1:31pm  Ha, I just saw my old tennis ball on the street. I just keep seeing it. It, for some reason, doesn't get thrown away. Other people were telling me that they had seen it, too.

     1:55pm  I was just waiting around for those kids who said they were going to shroom me out. They're still waiting to get theirs. They're trying to get like eight dollars more. Their selling weed, so they should have it soon. Anyway, I got the idea to go use the phone over by the Safeway, at the pizza place. I need to call that lady Colleen who said she's going to give me Greyhound fare back to San Antonio. Let's see if that's real or not.

     2:23pm  Sharon was nice enough to give me a cigarette. She told me not to spread the word. It's her last pack. I appreciate it.

     3:59pm  I'm just sitting here talking with Chris. Chris rode up and he noticed my NOFX jacket. I told him how it had been given to me in Berkeley. He asked me if I knew who NOFX was. I told him of course. I'm sitting here telling Chris my odyssey Story. He tells me I should go to Bayshore Mall in Eureka and look for El Jefe. I was ready to leave Arcata, but I hadn't contacted NOFX. Maybe something will happen. I'll just go ask around at the mall. He said El Jefe has been spotted at the food court and Sam Goody. That he's a burly Mexican guy and he'll probably sporting something that says NOFX on it. Excellent. Alright, well I'm going to go look for El Jefe, after I shroom. Where are those kids?

     5:17pm  This sucks. These kids just disappeared. Those guys who were going to give me some mushrooms. I laid down at the plaza and read my book. At least I got something productive done. It's a really good book. Ahh, this sucks. I wasted my whole day here. I was going to go do laundry and get things done. I got lazy for mushrooms.

     6:09pm  I'm going to Clam Beach in Tree's big white hippie bus.

     6:35pm  We are at Clam Beach walking on the dunes. There's not that much going on. Some people have some tents set up. We're just chilling at the beach.

                    Umm, I don't remember much of what happened. I'm typing this up on the 23rd. All I know is that the next entry is the next day.

Next day..

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