Little People House @ MindSay 
I don't know what the exact line is but it go's something like " when I became a man I put away childish things" .....I cried like a baby yesterday and as usual got support from those that loved me and as I was just about to doze off I had a lightbulb moment. I asked for it. I want to live in peace. I want to work in peace. I wanted these people out of my house and it is happening. I can't have my cake and eat it to.........I believe that everything will not be ok, but better than I could ever have imagined or dreamed for myself. I am praying that my brother and my neice move in. This is a six bedroom house with a bedroom on the first floor, three bedrooms upstairs along with an office. If he steps out on faith and gives his apartment the notice we could both give my father 89% of what he asked for, save in utilities, his child would be closer to her mother, he would be closer to work and we would all be closer to eachother.
I have to take some responsibilty as far as why he is not here in the first place...I have always been one of those people that wants the house to look perfect. I grew up with the lines being vacumed the same direction inthe carpet, no dishes soaking in the sink, no water marks being left on tables, no visible signs of toothpaste on the mirror, men putting the toilet down after using it. I have to admitt I got on my brothers last nerve when he stayed here all of 2 months and decided to move out , I saw him as that little brother and not a 30 year old that had the right to leave a dish in the sink or leave a blanket on the couch. I spoke to him yesterday not as sister to a brother but ass a woman to a man and firmly stated I was wrong and regreted the choices I made.
The ball is in his court now and as I stand at the foul line I am praying he gives me a second chance and realizes I am speaking from my heart and not just saying what he wants to hear.
On a lighter note Smokey has flossed his teeth very well with the kiddie pool......Isnt that special...lol
well...I'm here, on the third day of cat/house sitting. It's a really quaint little house, I really like it...I'm somewhat jealous. I wish I could own my own house...too bad the only money I have is the $60 I was given this weekend FOR watching the house/cat. o well....hopefully I'll be able to find a better job soon, and a way to get to that better job. :P
There's nothing else really new...yesterday I went with Adrian to Future Pastimes...there was a magic tournament he wanted to play in, but there was only 7 people (you need eight to play), so I ended up playing using one of Adrian's decks. I wasn't actually planning on doing well, but I ended up getting third place, and three packs of magic. it was quite funny. I played Adrian in the last of the round robin games, so I could have let him beat me, so then he would have gone on to the finals, but he told me jsut to play, and see what happened. So ya, third place!!!
Bleh...this weekend has been really kinda boring though. Adrian's been playing the stupid Playstation 2 ALL weekend. He did the same thing last weekend when we were at my moms...it's really quite annoying. o well....at least he did the dishes last night. lol.
well...i'm off....ttyl!
so, yesterday I got an email from a friend that we know from friday night magic..we don't really know him all that well, but we're pretty good friends...so anyways...he asked us to house sit this weekend while he and his girlfriend and a few other people went rock climbing in Kentucky (I think). so, we stopped by their house yesterday and saw the place (it's a very cute little house....I liked it!), and met their cat Sierra. we'll also be watching the kitty while they're away....feeding her, letting her outside to use the washroom, things like that. she's a really pretty long haired...kinda black, but has dark brown clearly mixed in with the black. Apparently, she's playful, so it should be fun. I was kinda surprised when he asked me to watch her...so I asked him what made him think to ask us, and he said that he thought we were nice people, and that he sees how well Rusty (the cat from Future Pastimes) and I get along (he doesn't get along with anyone, really...just me, Trent, B, and some of the old ladies that bring him cat-nip). So...that made me feel a little crazy...I don't know why, but animals just love me! even the most angry of dogs calm down when I'm around....it's weird. When I was little I was told that I have an 'animal spirit'...I guess it must be true. I've always been able to connect with animals...I guess because they don't care what you look like, or what horrible things you may have done, as long as you treat them nicely, they'll love you...it's crazy. so anyways...this weekend should be fun....i'm looking forward to it! :)
nothing else really happened yesterday...well...I played D&D with the guys at Future Pastimes...I actually had a lot of fun. I really like the guy who runs it, he does a great job, the stories are always so in depth, and he never runs out of ideas, which makes it better. another good thing I've found with playing D&D lately, it inspires me to work on my book more often....which is what I'm goign to do now! have a good day everyone! :) ciao!
It's Tuesday. I have shots in four hours. I haven't written, well, really written in a few days. Quick summary? Alright.
Friday I stayed home. Saturday I drove out to Lansing to hang out with my brother. Smoked some pot, and visited Morsey (the horsey) before he was shipped off to wherever the hell he's based. Saw some people there, met some new people then headed to a party. Drank one warm beer, wore a sweater, and played pool. The evening concluded with me asleep at Casey's grandparents.
Woke up around one, missed the first half of my nieces first birthday party. I didn't get there until about two thirty (it started at one). I got home at three, and skulked around my house until about eight. J.B. and Benny picked me up and we rolled up to Fundabar's house. I played a game and a half of beer pong at Fundabar's (I lost the first and we decided to just drink our beer halfway through the other) and smoke bongs and pipes. I was woken up at nine o'clock and sent to J.B.'s until about noon. I was stuck at Benny's until eight thirty or nine when J.B. gave me a ride home. Now I'm simply waiting for my appointment.
Wow, for once I wrote about events outside of my head. Now, you'll realize why I don't do it more often. Rather boring. I suppose I could've juiced it up with word play or dialogue or detail, but it really isn't that important. I just felt guilty for neglecting my blogs, so I wrote. Well, "wrote."
Figures are stirring upstairs, so I'd better go.
it was pretty depressing.
just to see all the destruction. its shocking, and you dont get the full scale of it all until you go there.
everything in the flooded areas was destroyed.
im going to post a few pictures, because im just so.. blown away.. by the destruction, i couldnt talk to you about it.
and im sure you all know the story of how the leeves broke and such.
but ONLY MAN MADE CANALS caused problems. lake ponchatrain, the mississippi and the other bayous were perfectly fine.
we went on a guided tour of the flooded areas. i wanted to see it and hear the story of what happened to these people. the tour guide, isabelle, had so much love for the city that she feels she has to tell this story and the people of NOLA need to get their stories told. she started her own tour company and drives people around in a van to show them the areas. shes been getting a lot of shit for "victimizing the victims" but i think she's doing a wonderful thing. because of her, residents of the 9th Ward got commercial tours outlawed in that area. but she took some journalists from all over the world around in there for free to tell the world what happened. and the guy sitting next to me was an engineer and was surveying destroyed houses in the disaster zone and he knew so much about it. it was inredible.
there are incredible legal issues to deal with since peoples property got washed away and everyone is scattered. if your boat is on my roof do i have to wait for you to come before i can remove it?
if your house is in the middle of the street can FEMA move it or is it still your property?
i took at least 150 pictures but these are my favorites.
i thought that was pretty incredible.
the people in these communities were so tight knit and they got scattered everywhere.
the garbage means these people gutted their house and that means theyre coming back.
see look! house in street!
MR BUSH, WHERE ARE YOU SLEEPING TONIGHT?
yeah theres a shrimp boat on someones house...
a relief organization.
see those blue FEMA roofs? that means people have come back.
aww bubba gump shrimp! yayy!!
i like that picture from a photography stand point and i thought id share it with you.
thats probably my favorite picture of all of them. it shows so much hope and perserverence in the people of New Orleans. those people have suffered a lot, but they still have hope. some of them dont though, some of them are just like "this is to much for me to handle" they sell their house and they leave. but not everyones like that. there are so many people that want to see that city at its full glory again. it will take a lonnng time, but that city will return. it has before. it can again.
hahah on a lighter note, my favorite dress store in the french quater was open!!!
ahh i was sooo happy to see that! and of course, i helped the local economy and bought some cute dresses. 
a little bit of uhh, retail therapy? hahahahahahah. im just kidding.
im trying really hard to be positive here. im sorry if that little joke offended anyone. really i am.
normallly i dont care if i offend people but this is different. so much destruction.
but the quater was so eerily quiet that night. well, it was quiet for the quarter. and there were more cops than people on burbon street! haha not really but still. you could get a table at cafe du monde with out having to wait.
it was crazy. but the beginets were still fabulous!
hmm wow. new orleans has a long way to go.
but i want that city to come back. i really really do. my dream is to go to Tulane and get a job in a little dress shop in the quarter. wooww that would be the life.
its on its way, these things just take time.
im sorry if me posting pictures of the destruction offended anyone. im not trying to exploit these people. i just think thier stories need to be told. how else are they going to get the help they need? even after its off the news these people still need help. i swear to god, ill go and rebuild every house myself if thats what it takes.
okay. im exaggerating. but i love that city and want it to come back okay??
im sorry if im offending anyone. BUT IF YOU THINK IM BEING DISRESPECTFUL I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT. *see below*
but im not sorry if your depressed. it is depressing, but there is hope.
UGH THAT REMINDS ME. i was talking to nick about this and he was like "since you've got family there you should show some fucking respect" and then i asked him how i wasnt and he doesnt respond and then signs off. hmm wtf? idk ill myspace message him or something. i could rant about how pissed off i was but i wont. more important things to talk about than him.
he said i'd be better off with someone else.
but i wasnt.
now hes all bitter and angsty,
and im all alone.
mmhmm yeah. im a poetic genious eh? oh well. ill talk to you guys later.
I LOVE YOU AND IM GLAD TO BE HOME.
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