Into the Hollow...

Hey there!

I just had a shower and feel like relaxing a bit. Writing has always been a form of recreation for me, so I decided to slash together another blog update...
I can't offer you many interesting stories since I spent another day in Stanford's Green Library and finished the Hunter S. Thompson biography by William McKeen called Outlaw Journalist. Now I have read 2 book (approximately 519 pages) in 3 days...and I know a lot more about the wild journalist Im writing my thesis on...Here a nice pic of him I found in that book...

I took the bike to go university and since it was the first time, I took a few wrong turns on the Stanford campus and ended up at Stanford Medical Center. For a short moment I had to think that maybe I was exactly where I should be, considering my stange condition this morning...but medical students are weird and I didn't feel welcomed there...
So I rode to the library, had my obligatory Vanilla Latte at the Moon Beans coffee box and then vanished in the depths of Lane Reading Room for about 5 hours...

This is how I looked after these 5 hours...


On my way home, I stopped at the bank and got angry because these asshole charge me 3$ for withdrawing cash at the ATM...in the U.S., they always buttfuck you in the end...they are smart when it comes to making money...

Then I parked the bike at home and strolled to the local pharmacist to buy some contact lenses fluid and other stuff...then I stopped at Saveway's to buy some fruit and was amazed that the fruit and a plain yoghurt, which was by the way hard to find in between the rows of crazy flavours such as peanut butter/apricot, cost almost as much as the other stuff...no wonder, Americans tend to eat crab since it is way cheaper than the healthy stuff...

A pic of the creek I cross on my way to uni...

When I crossed the street a saw a homeless guy, pushing a caddy on the sidewalk...he looked awful and I felt bad...I felt even worse when I saw that this poor bum was wearing a jacket saying STANFORD in big letters on the back...you don't need to be Shakespeare to see the irony in that!

Well, that's it for tonight...I gotta prepare some stuff for my library session...tomorrow I will change topic and head for the American Dream stuff...I need to check for book to finish the first part of my thesis...
On Saturday i plan to go to San Francisco...Im already getting excited about it...since I will visit the Golden Gate Bridge and the Haight-Ashbury district, where Hunter S. Thompson lived in the 1960s....

So good night and good luck!