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                                                                                                                       San Antonio, TX

Friday October 10, 2008

     8:51am  I am leaving for the day. Oh shit, I didn't brush my teeth. I gotta go back.

                   I am already walking down Old Tezel now. Be sure to add to my sidewalk story on my site the first couple emails I had with the sidewalk committee lady. I want to go on a hike in the woods today.

     9:09am  I just got to the Citgo. I'm going to fill my bag with ice. I forgot to get water from home. I can get water at El Tropiko, along with breakfast, hehe.

     9:13am  Just got to Tropiko,

     9:18am  I walked inside and Francisco saw me and didn't seem to happy to see me like he usually is. He immediately asked me in English, "Are you going to order something?" He usually talks to me in Spanish. I told him sure. He said, "I can't be patronizing you everyday." A bit shocked I told him, "It's world peace you have been patronizing. You want world peace, don't you?" He didn't say anything. I don't even go in there everyday. He asked me what I wanted and I told him to surprise me, that I'd pay for it. He insisted I decide and I told him to just make me one of those delicious breakfast tacos he always makes me. I went and sat down to wait for it then something bugged me. His whole patronizing statement. It seems like that's all Francisco has been doing with me all along, patronizing me. I thought maybe he believed in me. He probably thinks I'm just some bum and is probably too ignorant to have even looked at my website. Excuse me for getting offended. Seems like he's just been playing along this whole time. They call me San Antonio there, for crying out loud. I remember when I stopped there when I was helping Bob out not too long ago(9-23-08:10:45pm). I had tried paying but, not Francisco, but the other guy had told me not to worry about it, that I didn't pay there. I guess Francisco can't write anything off. He's got a new BMW to pay for. Greed shall be his downfall. I was sure to yell, "Nobody wants world peace!" before I walked out of there.

                   I just walked out of there. Forget that place. I'm sure there's other people out there who want world peace. Francisco is such a good little slave.

                   That's what he's been doing this whole time, patronizing me. He drives around in a new BMW and he can't give me a taco. Greedy ass.

     10:26am  I walked to the Walmart and bought a breakfast burrito. I walked to the bus stop and smoked some weed. Right next to me was this older Mexican dude. I was bored so I hit him up for my story and he gladly accepted to listen. I gave him fifteen cents to get a transfer. The letter of the day is C and I don't have any C's, so I'm walking. That guy listened to my story all wide-eyed and interested. He really enjoyed it.

     10:48am  I walked up to the bus stop in front of Pet Town Dog Grooming, Reindeer Trail and Bandera. I just now remembered that my mom had told me my sister Laura was going to give me some money if I cleaned out her dirty car today. I had forgotten all about it and had taken off walking this morning. I'm going to go back home. I'll see if I can get a courtesy ride to the Walmart and call my mom.

     11:23am  I just had me another awesome presentation. I was sitting at the bus stop waiting to risk getting a courtesy ride or not. I see this lady with nice legs sitting on the curb in front of Jiffy Lube, obviously waiting for her car to get fixed. It took me like five minutes to muster up the balls, but I actually walked up to her and approached her with my story. She was totally willing to listen to it while she waited for her car to get fixed. I'm walking back to the bus stop now. Hmm, is that guy waving at me? Whoever that is I'm going to offer to smoke him out.

     11:30am  That dude waving turned out to be Don, the guy I smoked out yesterday. He said he was sitting on the 88 and he saw me out the window talking to that lady. He jumped off the bus just to say hi(and because he knew I would smoke him out). Don suggested we go for a hike in the woods! Remember I said I wanted to go for a hike today? Perfect.

                     We smoked in the woods behind Westchase and then walked to the Walmart. I still wanted to catch the bus somewhere, but I don't want to break a five dollar bill.

     12:27pm  None of the drivers were hooking me up. All of a sudden I see this dude walk up to the front of the bus and he asks me if I needed bus fare. Sure! It's Elvis, the dude who's hooked me up with a cigarette, I think. I'll look him. I appreciate it, brother. Presto-manifesto.

     12:37pm  I'm on the bus going home. I was sitting on the bus before it left and I saw this lady sitting across from me. I offered her my website first and she accepted it. I hit her up for my story and she was all ears. She said she'd check out my website as soon as she got home right now. Awesome.

     12:47pm  I just got off the bus early, in front of Stevenson Middle School. The Shell Station on Tezel and Guilbeau sell Buglers for $2.15.

                     When I got home nobody was there.  I called my mom to ask when Laura was coming over.  She said in a couple hours.  When both my mom and my sister got home I went out to look at my sister's junky car.  My sister promptly sat her ass down on the computer.  I walked back in and asked Laura how much she planned to pay me.  She told me fifteen dollars and I was cool with that.  Then she threw in that she wants me to take it to the carwash down the street and have it vacuumed and she wanted me to check her tire pressure too.  I was still cool with it.  It'd be a project. 
                     So I started emptying out the contents of my sister's filthy car into the living room, where Laura could then sort out what was trash and what wasn't and I would return what wasn't back to the car.  I made like three or four trips back in forth when my sister unglued herself from the computer and noticed what I was doing.  She actually started yelling at me to put the junk back in her car.  I asked her, "Do you expect me to vacuum around trash in your car?"  She said all I had to do was put whatever was on the floor on the seat, vacuum, then put the stuff back on the floor.  My sister's car is jampacked with junk.  I told her forget it, that I was going to clean her car perfectly for her, but not if I had to clean it like she would.  I don't do things half-assed.  She can clean her own damn car  The state of her car reflects the state of her life.  Unorganized.  Damn the ignorance in this world.
                     So I came home for nothing.  I'm typing this up from memory, but I think I caught the bus downtown and back.  This dude smoked a joint with me at the Walmart bus stop.    

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