past weekend.and this to come

So last weekend i mentioned the work with the homeless. first it started saturday at the house.it rained all day and nothing to do but watch movies (american beauty),drink and smoke and talk. our talk turned to tears. we started talking dog talk.which gave me visions of my monkey on the dusty desert porch with those eyes and stinky breath waiting for me to come home. then relationship talk,then talk about the past and past hurtings that she had gone through.then thinking about the pain on her which asshole guys inflicted on her.and then the pain ive inflicted on others in my past.(although ive learned from those mistakes it still hurts to think about it) so our eyes welled with tears as we continued to talk smoking cigs as the rain pounded down around us.
i suggested we rip off through the city on our bikes and just let the rain drench us untill were too cold to take it anymore.but after suggesting this we realized one bike was missing. her asshole boy toy prospect took off with it in the morning and never returned.why did he never return? not cuz he stole it but because it had been stolen from him. shit,another painfull moment for her in her history with assholes.
nothing else got accomplished that day,except a few movies,a pack of cigs and a bottle of vodka.
Next day the assholes friend called. he runs an org called foodflow. they go to the farmers market and pick up veggies donated by the farmers.then we go home,sort it,and take it down to venice beach where food not bombs serves food on sundays.they needed our truck.and i needed to do some work like this for a long time. so we agreed and went on the mission. It was fantastic. the farmers were great and so generous.they donated a whole truck load.seriously the bed of the truck was full.
3 hours later,mission accomplished,my heart full,my bellys full from eating breads and raw veggies all day and i got to do something for a more than worth while cause.it completed my whole weekend.and i will do it every sunday i can while im here if at all possible. at all possible by meaning if were physically able to get up on sunday and help. we usually stay out till noon or later and are just coming home to bed by the time they are starting. and this weekend i suspect will be no different. spunday in hollywood is a great club that usually keeps us up and out all night.so now im off to shop for an outfit. i would love to go into much more detail and feelings and more in depth from everything this past week.but like i said in the last posting.this santa monica library is horseshit and only gives me an hour and i have much more to do online.