WELL, HI THERE.
It has been quite awhile since I have updated this.
but I feel like I should.
I've done.. a LOT.
I can't exactly go into detail for all of it.
But I suppose I will start with February of 2012.
(I don't remember a lot of this)
MARDI GRAS
I began associating with train hoppers more.
They followed me for some reason.
I think it's cause I'm cute.
With this came ups and downs.
You only find beignets and jumbalaya when dumpster diving in NOLA.
But I started singing on the streets.
SIDE NOTE:
During Mardi Gras, all kinds of interesting liquor is left on the side of the road.
I drank things that I've never drank before.
And got connections with a publishing company in Ohio.
I'm currently almost done with my first book.
Oh, and watch the movie HERA PURPLE DEVIL GODDESS
It's awful.
I also got arrested for "obstructing the passageway"
I was petting a dog..
Oh, New Orleans!
This is my court citation..
BURNING IN A BARREL.
Had a missing persons report out for me.
Roommate tried to get me kicked out of college for letting homeless men use our shower
(Seriously, though? He was 18 and played guitar for you. Just a cute busker.)
School got mad at me.
Administration got in fights, I won supporters, now the school can't fuck with me.
Became homeless in the lower 9th ward.
Befriended a street artist named Senan and lived with him for awhile.
HE DENIED MY LOVE.
Do you want me to help you get to bed?
"But I'm in such close proximity to beer"
Moved in with Occupy protesters who found me on the side of the road after a parade.
(They threw me a wonderful birthday party in August)
Lived in a warehouse with protesters.
Still attending school.
Making art at the warehouse.
JUGGLING CONVENTION IN AUSTIN
Saw the Jaded Juggler (also known as Justin)
He's a performer in New Orleans that I'm friends with
Also saw PJ with his cockatial Sammy
Poor PJ..
Sorry for abandoning you..
In the middle of fucking NOWHERE
Damn PJ..
The last thing he ever said to me was,
"YOU'RE RUINING A BEAUTIFUL THING!"
after I ran away from him into the streets of Austin because he lied to me
and took me to the middle of nowhere to juggle instead of taking me to my friends
But I ran off to meet, drumroll, COLIN!
A stupid boy from Arkansas that stole me from Charlie
He gave me 4loko,
I flug my panties in a tree,
wreaked havoc in the city,
danced in a gay bar,
ate Mexican Food with the members of the old band Ginsu Wives
(which ironically was the first house show I ever attended)
This was from that night..
at some point...
Don't remember much else.
But at 5 am I received a phone call that school van was stolen.
Oh shit.
Stuck in Austin, Texas.
Police told us to stay in a homeless shelter.
One of our students was in jail.
We got the van out and left the asshole in jail.
THE SURVIVORS
Towing place scratched up the University van..
Arrived in New Orleans at 3 am before Monday classes.
MAYBE I SHOULD SEPARATE THIS BY MONTH.
Coming tomorrow: March.
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