I love how the sulphur burns my nose when I light a match.
Everywhere I go, I'm locked in a cell, body is nothing more than a shell, making life a living hell...motorized functions, like a well-oiled machine...just a machine, a thinking machine. Crying without feeling, conquering, but not healing...I hate myself in other people...
Friday, March 03, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
Mardi Gras and Katrina
Mardi Gras and Katrina
Mike and I went to his step-dad's book signing in Slidell. Here are some links if you'd like to check it out. I just started reading his book yesterday. Mike and I are going to go to Acapulco with them in April, maybe. Can't wait!http://a1204.g.akamai.net/7/1204/1401/06011610011/images.barnesandnoble.com/images/10630000/10638325.jpg
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&isbn=0595378625&itm=12
The big Endymion Mardi Gras parade in New Orleans was cancelled, or Re-Scheduled (should I say) so we went to Chalmette instead. We went to see his late-grandmother's house and apartment complex there. I didn't realize that she lived right next to Murphy Oil. It was horrible. I can't even describe how awful...every single house was destroyed. You'd see the occasional FEMA trailor set up in a yard. Just being there was depressing, I couldn't imagine living there. We took pictures (I'll post them in my facebook album later). We both got light-headed...maybe from contamination, maybe from emotional effect...who knows? Then we needed alcohol, lots of it, so we headed to New Orleans and went to Margaritaville. Yum. Bourbon St. was nothing like it usually is. You could actually WALK rather than letting the human waves carry you. It was still loud and obnoxious, though. We ducked off and into an Irish Pub on some side street. There was a couple singing some Irish Folk songs. That got boring so we went back and went to Tropical Isle...Tropical Itch's are Delicious! It was pretty cool going back, but I really do hate New Orleans this time of year still.
Mike and I went to his step-dad's book signing in Slidell. Here are some links if you'd like to check it out. I just started reading his book yesterday. Mike and I are going to go to Acapulco with them in April, maybe. Can't wait!http://a1204.g.akamai.net/7/1204/1401/06011610011/images.barnesandnoble.com/images/10630000/10638325.jpg
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&isbn=0595378625&itm=12
The big Endymion Mardi Gras parade in New Orleans was cancelled, or Re-Scheduled (should I say) so we went to Chalmette instead. We went to see his late-grandmother's house and apartment complex there. I didn't realize that she lived right next to Murphy Oil. It was horrible. I can't even describe how awful...every single house was destroyed. You'd see the occasional FEMA trailor set up in a yard. Just being there was depressing, I couldn't imagine living there. We took pictures (I'll post them in my facebook album later). We both got light-headed...maybe from contamination, maybe from emotional effect...who knows? Then we needed alcohol, lots of it, so we headed to New Orleans and went to Margaritaville. Yum. Bourbon St. was nothing like it usually is. You could actually WALK rather than letting the human waves carry you. It was still loud and obnoxious, though. We ducked off and into an Irish Pub on some side street. There was a couple singing some Irish Folk songs. That got boring so we went back and went to Tropical Isle...Tropical Itch's are Delicious! It was pretty cool going back, but I really do hate New Orleans this time of year still.
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adventures,
celebrity sitings,
depression,
family,
happiness,
helplessness,
hurricane,
louisiana,
mardi gras
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Atheism
I was bitter yesterday until I met with the Unitarian Branches group that I'm in. Our topic was atheism and who did and didn't believe in God in our group. It felt like I was the only one who did. I told them about my dream about reading the Bible in Latin and being pointed to the book of Titus and some planned to read it. I also told about my experience with the falling star when I asked for proof that Dan's soul still existed (Two days before he died, we had a conversation about falling stars, he had asked me if I saw one that had just fallen, I said I had NEVER seen one and always missed them, then as soon as I was questioning the existence of God and wondering what happened to the essence of Dan, bam, falling star). That was my miracle that has kept me believing, among a few other things. I'm going to start volunteering at CAAWS with Kimberly on Thursday (check out www.caaws.org) I'm excited!
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