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San Antonio, TX

Monday November 29, 2004

     5:32pm  It's already Monday. Man, I spent all day on the computer again. I am getting so much work done. I am proud of myself. Ahh, my mom came home and I wanted a break from the computer. I told myself I'd go downtown and see if I can get some weed. It looks like it's going to rain. I got my mom to drive me up to the Citgo but I saw the bus pass right before we got there, so I changed my mind. I came back home. I'm going to go take a walk.

                   I want some weed, damnit.

     5:39pm  I'm walking around trying to get smoked out again.

     7:05pm  I went walking around the neighborhood looking to get smoked out. I went through the ditch and I saw this black guy. I asked him and he didn't have any. I gave him a cigarette. When I came out of the ditch this fifteen year old girl Amy saw me and she hit me up for a cigarette. I, just joking around asked her, "Wait, how old are you?!" I handed her one real. I asked her if I could tell her my story. We came over and sat down on the curb and I gave her my intro. All of a sudden she asks me, "Hey, do you want to go smoke?" I went, "Sure!" We came to the ditch and smoked a little weed. I told her my whole story in the ditch. She even listened to my head injuries and Brewster County Jail story. Thanks, Amy.

     8:48pm  Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I came back to my mom's house and I typed up a couple more days. She ordered some pizza. I'm going to go walk around the neighborhood again.

                   It's cool how I ran into that fifteen year old girl. She was born in 1998! I remember that.

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