Miss Bettie my friend on the bus :)

I forgot how much I hate ridin' a bus anywhere. Damn, I slept all the way to Houston and now I got to wait here at this filthy bus station till the next one comes cause I missed mine. This nice lady let me sit by her, she hums religious songs so nice it put me to sleep. I need to wash my hair, it smells like smoke. This bus stop has a shower but it is nasty. Maybe the next one will be nicer.

I dreamt about Las Vegas. I can't wait to see the lights and play on the slot machines. My great Aunt Ginny use to love them slots. Once she came out to Las Vegas from Mississippi and won $2,000! She was hooked after that! Spent nearly $200,000 trying to win more before she died at 92 years old. She was my favorite Aunt.

Buying a bus ticket, and some gum. Good Bye New Orleans!

I finally woke up after sleeping for two days. I am so tired I can not think, my body is exhausted. The desire to get to Las Vegas and be someone new forces me to keep going. I love this feeling, love it like a new hair cut! New Orleans is fun but I can't be here too long, I could get into some serious trouble here! If I stay here too long I'll die from drinking and hard livin'.

Today I spoke to daddy. I cried tellin' him the truck got stolen. He was calm and told me not to worry he traded my old '94 Escort and a fishin' boat that doesn't float for that truck.  I told him I parked it on the street and when I came back it was gone.  Which is what I did, I think.  I told him I was takin' a bus the rest of the way.  He thinks it's best for me.  I'm tellin' Patrice I'm going to Walgreens to get tampons and just not comin' back.  It's better that way I'm not good at good byes.

Down and out in New Orleans :(

Well I have spent the day with a major headache. I found my clothes and shoes near me in that crack house I woke-up in. I am heartbroken. I can not call daddy because of what I was doing in that crack house. What will I do from here? I have spent most of the day at the bank of the Mississippi watching the barges go by. I'm out of cigarrettes and I need a bath.

Once again I have fucked-up. I only have about $5 left and that's gonna be cigarettes in a minute. I got to think fast on how I can make some money to get on a bus and get to Las Vegas. Tonight I'm going back to the bar I was at last night to see if anybody there saw me involved with anyone. Hell maybe my truck is there! I'll bathe-off in a bathroom somewhere and try to make myself look the best I can. If I got to start my "job" early just to get me to Las Vegas I will. Hell I've passed it out for free plenty of times, this time I need bus fare!