Monday Nov 20, 2006

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I dont know how much time i have to write these stories but ill get as far as i can.
Hitchin out of Ottawa destination Montreal. Get a ride in a Mercedes with creepy man. Tell him to pull the fuck over! Step outside, he speeds away, the quiet of the night sets in. No moon sleepless night. Keep walking down the freeway theres nobody at all. All but me the vermin and the moose.
See an overpass, figure i can sleep under it until dawn comes and makes me feel better. Starts pissing rain unfortunatly overpass does nothing to keep me dry. Theres strange creatures, vermin trying to get next to me for warmth. Trying to stay positive i walk and walk a few hours to see a light in the distance. SAVED! i figure. So, instead of finding a road to get there i decide to walk through a field. WRONG. Field is not such its a SWAMP. Im up to my knees slippin everywhere in the cattails figuring oh things have gotta get better than this. I get closers its a Gas Station. Good. But then PAFF a huge ass wire fence in the way. Try climibing a wire fence in the rain, not so successfull. All this work feels like im in the army just to go get a damm coffee.
Get to montreal, kindess sleep in warm bed. Meet up with JEN road friend nice apartment stay positive girl. Kill those roaches or ignore them. ha. i think they are cute anyhow.
Strange moment in a stationed spraypainted bus well I do hope to see you again sometime crazy boy.

Now let me tell you about my first day in America. 200km/h on a motorcycle. Saw my first ferret. And a Manx cat little tail horny ladee.
I would tell you stories about this band who I appreciate no more. Overpriced show and all. You know a whole crowd of people chanting along "We will not be told! We are the revolution!" all with same colored converse shoes and gelled hair. Spitting images of each other. I wish i had more words to write about the thoughts going through my head at the time.
Much thanks to alllllll the boys here who helped me out.
Theres more adventures. Little Time.
Plus, a beautiful girl. Lily Scooters and crime?
Ill write more words another time.



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sodapopcurtis:
Happy birthday.
chrissstopher:
There was a homeless lady in my town named Sista Marie.She was clinically insane.One day I was walking around in the rain which had been going on for about three days at that point, and there was Sista sitting on a bench.The rain was coming down really hard and she was right out in the open getting absolutly drenched. As I walked by her I could hear her talking to her self and she was saying,"all this rain makes me want to piss out my pussy". I asked her if she wanted to go sit under the awning across the street where it was drier and she told me to go fuck myself.So I did it with alcohol and cocaine that night on her advice and forgot about the whole thing.I saw her later on that week and she looked at me and called me a whore.I looked back at her and said,"how bout that rain?".She sneered and shook her head and walked down the alley.I think that she was still wet.

Havent seen you in a while. Liked the story by the way.It reminded me of the above for some odd reason.Hope you had a happy birthday as well.

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