Tag: cats

Drunken thoughts at 3:14am Saturday morning

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Went out to dinner with a friend tonight and found I was talking mostly about the past several relationships I’ve been into. Dan, Kevin and the current. I probably came off a little boring and self absorbed, but that’s because lately I have been a little boring and self absorbed. Lots of things swirling around in my noggin and I’m trying to make sense of it all: Life, Love & the Little things that get me down.

Life: What am I going to be doing in the next few months? I have a number of things that I’d like to do. I have some t-shirt ideas I want to bring to fruition before Southern Decadance. I would like to get back into school, any school, any class. I would like to visit alberto in D.C. I would like to learn to skateboard, having been a poseur in highschool but too afraid then to actually try it with any consistency. I would like to find a second job that I enjoy that actually pays me.

Love: This is a confusing one for me. Do I listen to the people that say I’m delusional and chasing a dream or follow my heart that says good things come to those who wait?

I cried tonight on the way home from the quarter; had to stop at the corner of Burgundy and Esplanade to wipe the rings from the streetlights. It’s been a while since that happened.

Little things that get me down: I almost got doored the other night and the woman called me a fucking asshole for riding in the street; she almost killed me and I’m the asshole. Someone called me a fucking faggot a little while ago. I assume because I was sitting on the curb wiping tears from my eyes. Straight people don’t cry, you see.

How incredibly emo of me.

Lydia just put her head on my keyboard and started to purr; I’m feeling better already.

Just wish I could hug more than a cat tonight.

PS: Read this quick. I’ll probably see this post tomorrow and delete it.

Another day, another 24 hours in Montgomery, AL

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Today we spent the morning helping Carlos’ sister and boyfriend move into their new house. It was fun, and killed time.. except it put off our visit to the library. So here I am, not much new to say. I’ve begun introducing the kitties to the dog in the house. Plato and Jade sniffed noses, then Jade sneezed and Plato ran in back in their room. It’ll be fine, but they just will be taking it slow. Jade is like, 5 times his size and 6 or 7 times Lydia’s size. It’ll be cute though. :)

I’m about to see about getting unemployment. Since I don’t know where my check is going to be coming from, I need to put some balls into motion and see what happens. Do I go to LA’s site or AL’s site? I’m not sure.

I’m glad to be hearing from people and know they’re alright. I’ll post something letting people know what I know, in case you’re wondering as well.

We just got cable so we can start watching the horrible news on CNN, MSNBC, etc…

I have a couple of suggestions, Mr./Mrs. Newspeople:

  • Please show us something GOOD. I know there are areas where there is no flooding, SHOW US. I’d like to see something good for a change. I’d like to see the F.Q. or metairie, or somewhere else that isn’t under 8 feet of water. It’d be nice to see a few images of the places that survived.
  • Please stop asking people questions like: “so, was it scary to be trapped in your attic for 10 hours with only 3 inches of air to breathe?” It was terrifying, don’t be so condecending.

Alberto would like me to remind everyone to hurry up and file a claim for unemployment before they run out! :) www.laworks.net.

Run away!! Run away!!

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I woke up Saturday morning to the booming sound of my friend Christopher’s voice on my cell phone: “GET THE FUCK OUT!”

After watching the Weather Channel for a few minutes, learning that Katrina was a Category 5 Huricane and remembering that Broadmoor, the subdivision I live in, is the lowest area of New Orleans (or, as my friend Marshall puts it The Deep End of the Pool I decided to call around to see if I could tag along with anyone in an attempt to get the fuck out of dodge. Long story short: Marshall, Carlos, Plato, Lydia and I have evacuated to Montgomery, Alabama and are staying with Carlos’ parents in his sister’s gay ex-husband’s semi-abandoned for-sale house. Yes, it confuses me as well. Fabulous house though.

The kitties did excellent in the car; Nary a peep out of either of them for the entire FOURTEEN HOUR DRIVE. I’m so proud of them. We stopped along the way twice, once to pee on the side of the road after no peeing for eight hours, once to to get a burger at McDonalds after not eating for ten hours.

What’s grosser than gross? Being told that Marshall “had to pee a couple of other times as well, but luckily he had a couple of empty water bottles in the car with him.”

What’s grosser than that? Seeing him pour out said water bottles in the parking lot of McDonalds.

So anyway, I’m in a Mongomery public library using the net, resisting the urge to look up porn, but you gotta do what you gotta do sometimes. I have a feeling we arn’t going to be coming home for a few days, so I’ll have to make do.

A few friends of mine stayed home.. I hope they’re OK. All the cell phones are going crazy and it takes forever to get through to anyone, if you get through at all. So, anyway, if I haven’t been able to get through to you I wanted to let you know I’m ok and hope you guys are as well. Seeing stories like this really make me nervous.

Well, I lost Marshall and Carlos in the library, they were supposed to be in the computer lab, but they’re not, so I better go look for them before they leave me here. :)

Good luck!

Grover Vet Bills

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Ok. Grover’s vet bill has come in. The total: $100.46.

Looks like the anti-biotics were more than I thought they would be.

I am hereby begging accepting donations so that I will be able to eat for the next week after paying his vet bill tonight. I appreciate the kind that jingles, but prefer the kind that folds, if you know what I mean. :)

Good lord.




Grover Update

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Wel, took him to the vet. Here’s what we got back: Grover is 3-5 years old and already neutered. He’s missing most of his front teeth, probably from fights or human abuse. He has a bad ear infection, but should be cleared up. Absess on his left neck from fight wound. He probably hasn’t been on the street that long, maybe a year or so tops, otherwise he’d be in worse shape. His missing teeth will make it hard for him to defend himself and find food. Gives him another year if he stays on the street.