I'm sitting here listening to Type O Negative. I listen to them all year around, but it seems like they're especially fitting for October. Last Halloween was the best ever. I spent 4 days with my lovely Heidi.
That pic was taken at The Abbey
in the French Quarter (that was about a month after I got my dreads, too). To think that I'm never again going to have an experience like that again saddens me beyond anything imaginable. When I spoke with Heidi last night (the first time since after Hurricane Katrina), I could feel my heart breaking. She is currently in Lafayette, but has already went and checked out her house to see if it was ok. Thank God her house was one of the 20% of New Orleans that didn't get flooded. She told me that the whole city was destroyed and the moment she saw the devastation she burst out in tears. She's been living in NOLA for the past 6 years or so, and that was where her heart was. I can only imagine
the pain inside of her, and how much she must be falling apart at this point. She's moving to Houston, TX, because she can't find any apartments or houses anywhere along the eastern Gulf Coast. I'm just glad her and her things are ok. I'm going to miss that little house she lived in. It was a slave quarter, and tiny as all hell, but the ceiling was waaay far up. Like 17 feet or so. Her backyard/courtyard was so so so awesome. I felt such great vibes in that house. Even though it was an old slave establishment, there was nothing but positivity throughout it. I remember us getting ready to go to the French Quarter and listening to Type O's "Bloody Kisses" (the ultimate Halloween album). I thank creation that humans have such a thing as memories, cause at least I have them to hold on to.
This year has been a tough one, and to think that it's not even over yet. We might get a break for winter, but the next hurricane season is coming up and then it'll be all that evacuation shit all over again. I just read on the hurricane website
that there are a few areas in the Atlantic right now that bear watching. And hurricane specialists are saying that another major storm could possibly hit the Gulf Coast this month. The chances are 15%. Might not be much, you say. But we haven't had the best of luck lately.Clay
went out tonight with Vinnie, since it's his night off (he's an overnight stocker at Winn Dixie). I was almost depressed when he left, because I wanted to go out soooo bad. But my job requires me to be in at 8 am on Saturday morning. It's so fucking shitty, considering they actually sent me home
last Saturday because we were overstaffed. I don't understand why they need me to be there, when everyone else has every second Saturday off. Maybe this is my testing period, and they're seeing if I can handle it. Either way, I don't like it. Especially since I really
wanted to go out tonight. Of course the one night I don't go hang, everyone and their mother calls to say they're gonna be at the H-Bar/Azalea, etc. Bah, sometimes I hate being me. Although I do love my job, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. This year our business is gonna hit their first million bucks. They're hoping next year we'll make two million.
I feel so down. I know I could've just gone out, and not been complaining here on LJ. But I am just so miserable on Saturday morning if I went out drinking the night before. Some of you might be thinking, "Well, you can go out Saturday night"...yeah, true, but Clay has to work. We hardly see eachother, and it really sucks. :( At least I have my KB to keep me company.