On Saturday, Brett got a pan! We hadn't been able to cook anything that whole time! Brett cooked us a meal w/our new pan at the park entrance on a park grill. We went to a farmer's market, & the night before hung out at Cassie's place w/ her, Mariah & some other girl. I wrote that it was gettin' real cold at night, but that it was still warm & cloudless during the day. Now we'll start w/Sunday...
We went up to the tree early. Like 3:30 or somethin'. I go down to pee & when I come back up, Brett & this guy are jammin'. Brett on his sax & this guy on his guitar. Actually, they had just finished jammin' 'cause some lady came & asked them to stop 'cause there were students tryin' to record the sound of the forest. Brett told her what she was askin' was wrong & that they were the sound of the forest then, but they gave the lady her 5 min. of silence anyway. This guy- named Heat or somethin'- he packed us both our own bowls & the three of us sat on top of the huge tree stump near our tree. After we got high- Heat didn't even smoke any- the three of us jammed, this time my viola involved. We took turns switchin' off w/the instruments. Then Heat left & Brett later went back down to cook more for us & I read my book 'till it was too dark & Brett returned w/the food. It's morning now & I'm sittin' w/our **** by one of the grills, gatherin' wood & just stopped to write all this quick. Brett went to get us some breakfast (oatmeal maybe? Soy milk!) Oh- & Brett really wants to at least try & bike to San Fran. I have to think about what I want to do.
I hear some ***holes yellin'. Some guy is shouting to another about - he's gonna' "kick his ***. Come down here punk*** "& **** like that. Sounds just like a ******' man! I think he even said somethin' like, "this is MY town." Anyway, I pull out my viola & walk in the field which is near the parking lot where this is happenin'. I play real loud & obnoxious so I don't have to hear this ****. These big boys tryin' to prove their ****-strength. As I'm playin', I stop once in a while & it's a little quieter now. I mean, this guy was just yellin' so loud & evil. I see him & two others walk out, like- "Come on man!" I yell to 'em-"BIG BOYS! Real strong!"- or somethin', I can't remember. They look at me wailin' my bow around. I walk back to the bench & put my arms, like I'm flexin' & go, "UH!" Brett's back w/the food.
After I come out of the grocery store from *******', Brett tells me some guy told him about the church that's right behind us (we never knew) that's about to serve a meal & coffee at 1:00. Sittin' at a table w/Brett & two other guys. One obviously sped. 5 other guys at the next table. No other girls. Drinkin' 2nd cup of coffee, eatin' an apple pie thing. Had 3 little chocolate doughnuts & the guy behind the counter's cookin' some spinach pie-type things. Yum. Only wish I had a joint.
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