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Saturday, March 4th, 2006
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8:08 am
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Happy Birthday to me! As of yesterday I am twenty-three years old. Mom replaced my LOTR dvd collection, so while I don't yet have a dvd player upon which to watch them I have the dvds. YAY! Right now they're just sitting on a side table waiting, and as soon as I get a dvd player and a few hours to myself I will be watching at least one of them.
I am ever so slighty hung over. We went to dinner and I had this drink. A b52 martini. Basiclly it is Khalua, Baily's Irish Cream, and Triple Sec. I had two of them, and when it was time to leave I looked down and the first thing I said was: "The floor is allll the way down there aint it?" This was a potent drink, but damnit it was my birthday.
By the by, I failed at the knitting olympics. I couldn't complete the hufflepuff scarf. After a while my hands just start hurting, and I can't knit through the pain, but I did manage about four hours a day. That sounds like a lot until you realize that I'm a really slow knitter. I never tried to figure out just how slow, that would just be depressing, but I'm slow. Still I knit on, for Annii NEEDS a puff scarf, and I will supply it! It's really become a matter of honor now, but after this I'm going to knit something not stockenette or garter stitch.
current mood:  ever so slighty hungover
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| Saturday, February 25th, 2006
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9:42 pm - Home...
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Well, I think I've seen the light at the end of the tunnel. I've been approved for my FEMA grant and once the check comes in I'll call Chris and see if he won't rip the walls out of the house and get estimates from electricians. I won't be home for a while, but I finally feel like I'm getting out of the holding pattern I've been stuck in. I'm so happy I don't know what to do with myself. There's still a lot to get done, but to have the resources, at least some of them, is a relife. I'm going home.
current mood:  ecstatic
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| Friday, February 10th, 2006
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8:42 am
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| Wednesday, February 1st, 2006
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5:28 pm
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I have a purple anaconda tacked to my living room wall. Ok, technically it's the scarf I was working on, but when it's finished blocking the thing is probably going to be nine feet long though it's no wider than the palm of my hand :-). I have a picture of it, just need a scanner to post it. Soon, hopefully, I'll have a computer of my own and a scanner too.
In other knitting news I'm knitting for team Wales in the knitting Olympics. For the record I don't, to the best of my knowledge, have a drop of Welsh blood in me, but the team leaders have set the Welshness bar really low. So, go team! I'll be knitting one of the Harry Potter scarves I have planned, I just have to find the right yarn.
It's really a little sad that my life has begun to revolve around my hobby, but it beats letting the current sad state of affaires get me down. It does appear that FEMA is finally getting it's act together as far as my case is concerned. Whohoo! It's my cousin that's being a real problem, as the executor of my grandmother's estate she agreed a month ago to turn over the remaining money to her co-trustee so it could be used to make repairs to the house. She has since changed her mind. I've been debating sending her a letter, but I can never think of anything to say beyond "hand over the money you old biddy" and I just don't think that would go over well, so I'm hoping a well timed letter from my lawyer will help convince her. This is a woman in her eighties, living in a small town in the middle of nowhere Louisiana, who is not in good health. She's shown no interest in me since I was, I'll be generous and say thirteen, hell she didn't even ask if I was all right after being forced to leave home. I'm offering her an out. I don't wish her ill, I'm frankly as indifferent to her as she seems to be to me, but I need that money. What I'm getting from FEMA isn't enough, it might have been once, but not now. Add the money in the trust, no great amount I admit, but when added to the federal aid and whatever other grants I can find it should be enough to make the house liveable again.
It all boils down to one very simple fact: I desperately want to go home, and I'll do whatever it takes to achieve that goal.
Hmm, I feel better having gotten that off my chest. Still, I really should try and curb these ranty posts, because generally I'm feeling pretty good about things, just a little frustrated.
current mood:  flirty
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| Friday, October 28th, 2005
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6:03 pm
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People need to die. Certain aides to President Bush need to suffer and die, slowly and painfully. They don't like the price of having to build a levee system that can withstand a catagory 5 hurricane. Seriously, what will it take? Another hurricane to flood the city? I should add, for the sake of accuracy, that Katrina didn't hit New Orleans directly and that it was the storm surge that took out the levees. How many people have to die? I just...don't know what to say.
current mood:  pissed off
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| Sunday, October 9th, 2005
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5:47 pm - It's...gone...
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Everything is just gone. Mom and I went back to New Orleans on Tuesday and saw the house the next day and while it's still structually sound everything inside is just ruined. There was 6.5 feet of water in the house for two weeks, everything that was left behind is covered in mold and thick black mud. The mold climbs to the ceiling and if you go in with your face uncovered you can acctually taste it. All of my papers, my books, cds...photographs of relitives long since dead completely destroyed. There was nothing of mine to salvage since anything of value to me was easily ruined by water, mud, and mold, but we did rescue a ceramic cat mom mad years ago, long before I was born, and a few tea pots. Everything in the attic is safe, so all of mom's teapot and salt and pepper shakers are fine too.
Now the rebuilding begins. Chris is spraying everything down with bleach to kill the mold and moving out everything not nailed down. After that he'll need money to go after everything that is nailed in and take out the dry wall...I think it will take at least a month for the studs to dry so fresh dry wall can be hung. Everything will get done in time, and I am going home come hell or even more high water, it'll take more than this to break me.
current mood:  determined
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| Saturday, September 3rd, 2005
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2:23 pm - Update, part the second
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Well, it seems that most of the places people associate with New Orleans have escaped the hurricane with minimal damage, you can read more here: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20050903/ap_on_re_us/katrina_landmarks_hk1
I'm really, really happy that Laffite's survived, but that building is made of brick and morter and has a slate roof, it's survived two major fires that wipped out most of the city and countless hurricans. So I think once the city is up and running again I may go and hang out there for a while, it's one of my usual haunts anyway, no reason for that to change. I wish I knew how the Rock 'N Bowl faired though, that was pretty cool place too, though I went there less, at least by myself...bowling alone is incredibly boring, and I can't finish a pitcher of beer alone anyway.
current mood:  contemplative
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11:30 am - Updates
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Well, it looks like I might be without internet again for a while. A women's group here in Austin has found my mom and I a small house, rent free, for as long as we need it. We could be moving in as early as today and I don't know when I'll be getting internet access again except sporadiclly, still it's our own space and that'll be nice.
current mood:  listless
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| Friday, September 2nd, 2005
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10:09 am
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The next person who compares New Orleans to Pompi (or however you spell the damn thing) is going to get bitch slapped into next year. That city was burried under ash and lava, New Orleans is only under water. If I were feeling morbid and hopeless I might compare it to Atlantis.
I was watching Fox News (otherwise known as the republican news network) and they had an evangelical minister on saying somthing to the effect that this is gods punishment for a city reveling in sin. I particularly liked having my city called sodom, that acctually amused me. One wonders what he would do on Mardis Gras if he were on Burbon Street.
current mood:  bitchy
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| Thursday, September 1st, 2005
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2:50 pm - I'm ok...
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I made it to Austin. Mom and I are safe and sound with friends until we can get back into New Orleans. I'm not worried about the house, where I live is acctually one of the higher points in the city and the house is elevated so even if it did take on water with any luck it was only a couple of feet. At least that's my hope, but stuff...I'm not really concerned about it, everything we might have lost is easily replaced. It's my brother, my brave, stubborn, cocky older brother Chris stayed behind with his girlfriend and since no one with a 504 area code on their cell phones can recive calls we can't reach him, though we did get to his voice mail once so...I guess all I can do is have hope.
New Orleans will recover from this, I don't doubt that. She's a tough old broad, New Orleans has survived fire, flood, plagues and invasions, shee can handle this. It'll take time to rebuild, and it will be a very, very long time before life returns to anything like normal, but it will. Dispite having the reputation of being decadent sensualists New Orleans natives are as tough and reslilant as the city they call home so I'm not afraid of that.
I can't really watch the news anymore because none of it is new, they just keep showing the same pictures and saying the same things over and over again. I do watch the news, but I limit myself to once or twice a day. I remember how sick I got watching the news on September 11th, I couldn't eat anything because nothing would really stay down, and I'm not eating much now because I just can't, and I'm starting to drop weight which is unsettling. I dunno...I'll be ok though, no worries, I'm cooking tonight so I'll have to eat at least a bit.
Heh...who knew all it would take to get me posting again was a major disaster?
current mood:  weird
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| Wednesday, January 12th, 2005
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4:13 pm - God I love my city!
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The Event
The Jazz Funeral for Democracy is a wake and funeral for the principles upon which America once stood.
WHAT
Traditional New Orleans jazz funeral entitled "A Wake for Peace": Jazz Funeral for Democracy timed to coincide with the inauguration of George W. Bush. Street theater encouraged. March, rally and inaugural ball featuring local New Orleans musicians.
WHERE
New Orleans, Louisiana. Meet at 10:00 at Congo Square (Armstrong Park) located just outside of the French Quarter on Rampart Street. 11:00 AM march down Rampart to Canal Street to N. Peters/Decatur to Jackson Square where a rally will be held. The march will then continue down Decatur Street, on to Frenchman via Esplanade before settling down at which time our "Inaugural Ball" will commence for a block party on Frenchman.
WHEN
Thursday, January 20, 2005. Assemble 10:00 AM, March 11:00 AM (CST).
WHO
A coalition of groups and individuals distressed about issues including, but not limited to, the occupation of Iraq and other instances of US military aggression, the mistreatment of "detainees", corporate control of America, the rollback of individual liberties, state sponsored homophobia, election fraud, the poisoning of the environment, and the class warfare instituted by the Bush Administration. Groups include military veterans, civil rights organizations, theater groups, regional peace coalitions, and gay rights activists. Individuals involved are good, patriotic Americans who come from all walks of life.
WHY
Because we still can.
http://www.jazzfuneralfordemocracy.com/
current mood:  quixotic
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| Saturday, January 1st, 2005
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9:32 am - Happy New Year!
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So, a new year, a chance to start my LJ fresh. I've never really made new years resolutions before, but I did this year.
1. End my involuntary vow of poverty.
It would help if someone would hire me, but I'll figure out something even if they don't.
2. Exorcise, not to lose weight, but to tone up muscle.
I'm a healthy weight for my height I'd just like to build up a little muscle mass and upper body strength.
3. Stop procrastinating.
I'm really awful about this "Never do to day what you can put off till tomorrow" is not a good life strategy. Life strategy, I sound like Dr. Phil.
4. Work on self confidence.
I have more bravado than ought to be legal, but very little real confidence.
5. Post to LJ at least once a week.
Just because :-).
Those are the top five. Only five, and they don’t seem too hard, I like lists…well to be more accurate I like crossing things off of lists, it gives me a sense of accomplishment :-).
current mood:  resolved
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