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i woke up, and rolled over, and my propane camp stove was gone. i looked around, and so to was my heavy coat, and my bag of hygene shit. this couldnt be happening. i sat up to the slow realization, that this could be the last day i get to live in my plywood castle. if someone could get in here and take my stuff while im here, then they will probably take it over while im doin my thing all day. well, there isnt another alteritive but to head down to the laundry. its toward the end of the week, and theres a lady there that often will let me clean up her back room, and move the trash from the alley to the dumpster at the end of the block. she pays five bucks every time i do this, so i dont want to go too often, or she will get tired of it. then i can talk to the guy at the chinese resuraunt. hes always got something to do, and he pays in food. Man, i hope hes got some shrimp lo mein today. i love that stuff. if i can scrounge enough, im gonna go see Lucy tonight. shes so sweet. maybe i can get her to come back to the shack tonight, and help me keep watch. if they take my blankets im through. hopefully, they wont find them if they come back, i hid them in the beams under the bridge. i went way out in the middle, if they take them, they have to have really wanted them. Maybe it will warm up soon. maybe it will stop raining. then i could take a bath in the river everyday. i cant hardly stand the smell of me any more.


Valentines Day 1988, my first thoughts as i awoke.

Things are so much nicer now. i wonder about Lucy. i hope shes ok. i hope she cleaned up. Three years ago, i went back, with a shit load of blankets, and fifteen camp stoves.
Valentines Eve 2003, my first toughts as i woke

oman. shes so beautiful. i should kiss her, but im afraid i would wake her. maybe i will just snuggle close and stay warm, not get up. but maybe i will go and fix some breakfast. i have some strawberries. that would be nice. and hot chocolate.i slip out of bed, as smoothly as i can. she wakes up anyway. a long morning kiss. her hands circle me and pull me back into bed. who wants some strawberries? im not gonna get to these today......