My feet hurt. I just walked/jogged 13.37 miles in a 3:45 walk. I was on a damn quest. Huh? No it was just me. The tribe, and I'm not sure why you're calling them that, were at home. F*** I wanted to quit so many times, but I was so far from home. I was also thinking about hitting one of the many diners I passed on the way to get some food and give my aching feet a rest. There were some nice little pubs in the middle of nowhere. Anywhere would have been better, so I kept going. I hit four cities during todays walk. All the way from Gardena to Hermosa Beach and back. I said to myself when I was almost halfway through, Damn Mike what you walk so far for?
Anyway, I was gonna call TLO to come get me but I never gave in. I'm tired. Time to go have fun. But not too much. I don't want to gain back what I just lost. Speaking of lost, you seen my wallet?
Yo, it was a brown wallet, it had props numbers, had my jimmy hats, I got to get it man, I gots to get it...Uh, no. I wasn't in El Segundo. Why do you ask?
