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                                                                                                             Missoula, MT

Thursday September 10, 2009

     6:39am  I am leaving from my camp on the beach. I wasn't so exposed. I found a little concealed area in the bushes and behind a tree. I had to clean it up first though. I grabbed a stick and even picked up some human shit. It's alright now. This beach would be cool to chill out at, at the Hemp Fest. I'm going to walk to breakfast at the Poverello now.

     6:53am  Coming up to the Poverello.
                  
     7:32am  I am leaving the Poverello. I am stuffed on poppy seed muffins. I'm going to go to the Salcido and get on a computer if I can.

                   I sewed a patch on my camouflage thermal leggings.

                   Adam listened to my story.

     5:07pm  I am out here on Reefer Beach and Wyatt just hooked me up with a cigarette. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, man. Thanks a lot.

     5:36pm  I came to the Poverello to eat dinner. Morgan, nobody would braid my goatee for me, but Morgan did. Thanks a lot. Dan just volunteered me a cigarette. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks. Dan gave me the choice between a filterless and a taylor made. I chose the filterless but he gave me a taylor made too.

                   Girl at street party who listened to my story.

     6:45pm  I am leaving dinner. Oh yeah, I never mentioned, today I've been hanging out with this guy, T all day long. This mulatto who recognized me from Berkeley. I got to tell him my story, but he's still all about money. I want to get some weed somehow.

                   Other pretty girl who listened to my story.

                   Look up Lavar Burton's only fiction book, Aftermath.

                   Read The Count of Monte Cristo, by Alexander Dumas.

     8:55pm  Bob just hooked me up with some change after he saw my breast exams sign. He told me about the Teste-test.

     9:53pm  I was telling Amanda my story and she volunteered me a cigarette. I appreciate it, Amanda. Everybody gets credit. What's going on here tonight? I'm so high I have no idea what's goin' on, hehe.

     11:20pm  I had a really interesting night tonight. There was a big street party going on tonight. A lot of alcohol. I flew my free hugs/breast exams sign. I hoping to get smoked out somehow. Lo and behold, Aurora asked me if I drank. I told her no thanks, that alcohol is the opposite of marijuana. Then she looked in her purse and asked me if I wanted to smoke, let's go to the roof. We ended up not being able to get on the roof so we came to this alley closeby and we're smoking. She even hooked me up with a little nugget for my wake and bake. Thank you, Aurora. Everybody gets credit.

                   Charles Bukowski Gold Gets in Your Eye.

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