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                                                                                                                    San Antonio, TX

Sunday October 5, 2008

     9:55am  I woke up around eight with six hours of sleep last night.

     1:22pm  I'm leaving for the day. I'm going to try and get some marijuana today somehow. I did a badass job cleaning the house. I mopped the entire house. Shit, I left my one-hitter on the back porch. Have to go back.

     1:35pm  Cool, there's kids hanging out at Brigadoon.

     6:21pm  I haven't been documenting too much today. I've been on the computer as much as I could. I cleaned my ass off today. I mopped the whole house. I had swept it badass yesterday. Man, today everyone is ignoring me in trying to get weed. Nobody answers their phone. I even went by Bob's house twice already. All the cars were there and he still wouldn't answer the door. I feel all ignored. Damnit, I want some weed and I have some money. I've got forty bucks to spend on marijuana.

     7:07pm  I've been walking back and forth from Brigadoon. I even walked to Bob's and he ignored me. I walked back to the Brigadoon park and sat down and took a couple resin hits. I got all stoned and I started walking back home. I was almost home when I realized I had left my pipe and my can of resin on top of the table I was sitting at. I walked all the way back to the park and saw a family sitting down at the picnic table. Damn, at first I thought the were at the table I had been sitting at. I was bummed thinking it would be kind of awkward to ask them for my marijuana paraphernalia. Luckily, they were at a different table and I spotted my stuff on another one. I figured I'd walk Brigadoon to Wickersham so I wouldn't have to walk past the yard with the barking dogs and family barbecuing outside again. Well, right when I got to the street this girl in a car recognized me. It was Kayla, Katt's pregnant friend I had met before at her house. She was sitting in a car with her brother Nick. They saw me and I asked them if they knew where to get any weed. Her brother promptly offered to smoke a bowl with me. They called some dude and offered to give me a ride there.

     8:15pm  Hell yeah. I totally manifested this weed just walking back and forth. Luckily I ran into Nick and Kayla. First they drove me around and we even stopped at Bob's house, but he ignored me again and wouldn't answer his door. Then we drove over to the other side of the ditch in my mom's neighborhood, back where Darryl Azar used to live and I met this other dude who knew my little brother. He just happened to have a qp he was trying to get rid of and he sold me a twenty sack! We hit the dude's bong in the backyard and I tried to put on my presentation. Everyone was stoned and wouldn't listen, so I just gave my website and left.

Next day..