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                                                                                                             Missoula, MT

Friday September 18, 2009

     5:18pm  Eight hours of sleep. I slept great.

     6:14pm  Up and at 'em.

     6:42pm  About ten minutes ago I walked to the Poverello. I took a shit. Today I am supposed to find out my blood test results. I know I have Herpes already. I had a blister on my penis. It's still healing.

     7:32pm  I came to the drop-in center. I'm going to work on my website.

     11:54pm  I'm going to lunch. I got a lot of work done on the computer.

     3:41pm  After much diligent work my website is updated to the 14th of this month.

     5:34pm  I just woke up from a nap at the Salcido Center. I can't believe I was so tired. I got plenty of sleep last night. It's because I am sick.
                  
     7:53pm  I haven't made an update in a while. I've been kind of sick lately. I got a good chunk of extra sleep at the drop-in center. I shouldn't feel this bad. I finished up my computer work and loaded up my stuff to leave, then I said screw it, I'm going to take a nap. I crashed out hard even after getting eight hours of sleep last night. I should go to bed soon, as soon as the sun goes down.

                    They had a big beer festival over under the bridge.

                   I came to the Pita Pit to get some ice in my bag. Oh yeah, next time when I ask somebody what the world's greatest problem is and they tell me hunger, I'll tell them, "Are you hungry? I'm not hungry. Are you not part of this world? If you're not hungry then how can hunger be the world's greatest problem?"

                   I assumed my post in front of The Pita Pit and I'm giving out my website to people, and calling them ignorant when they ignore me. I found me a hat on top of the newspaper stands. It's a black beanie. You're not supposed to trust people wearing black beanies, Lorenzo from Ventura once told me. I am totally undercover now.

                   Ha, right now I pissed this guy off when he ignored me and I called him ignorant. He came back and told me, "Did you just call me ignorant?" I told him, "Yeah, because you ignored me. The act of ignoring. That's what leads to a lack of knowledge, after all.  But I sure have your attention now."  Good little slave. 

     9:06pm  Omar is hooking me up with a cigarette over by the Pita Pit. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit.

     9:30pm  I already came to camp. I'm still stoned from getting smoked out earlier. These four kids stopped and listened to a lot of my stuff. In the end one said, "Does this mean you're going to smoke us out now?" I told them I didn't have any. Damn, always an ulterior-motive.

Next day..