somewhere....
not sure when my last post was...
Things have been going here. I guess I've been busy.
Work (habitat for humanity) sent me to New Orleans to build homes for people that are too old or handicap and unable to rebuild after losing their homes during katrina. It was a pretty amazing trip. We were there during mardi gras which I could have gone without, but it was quite the site to see on burboune street at night. I learned a lot of things about what happened during katrina, and I'm completely flabergasted at our government. The biggest rediculousness is that the Canadian Mounted Gaurd was there before any US official or anyone tried to help. What the fuck is our government doing? I'm just happy I was able to give a little bit back. I really would *love* to move down there and help more with the rebuilding process. There is still so so so much to be done. No where near fifty percent of the people or buisnesses are back. I really loved the city in general though. There was this really homey feeling, and lots of music and art in the streets, and *everyone* owns a dog. Makes me happy.
I feel like I've fallen in to a complete loop though. tuesday to saturday I'm busy working, and then sunday and monday I just lazy around and do chores. I'm not so sure I like this adult life thing. I wish I had better friends here that I could go on crazy adventures with. I miss so many of my bennington peoples. I know I say that a lot, but it's just such an heartache. I don't know when I see most of them, or if I ever will. I'm disappionted in myself for sucking so much at keeping in touch. I hardly hear from anyone anymore. Actually I really don't hear form *anyone* anymore. I blame myself though. As I type this I have emails that are months old that I still haven't responded to. I've become an horrible friend.
My life just seems to be going. Nothing particularly good, and nothing particularly bad. I guess I can't complain though. It's better to be mundane than to have a crisis situation to handle.
Aaron should be home soon. He's been at work since nine this morning. 12 hours of work. I hate it. We hardly get to see each other, but we need the money, so what can we do?
Things have been going here. I guess I've been busy.
Work (habitat for humanity) sent me to New Orleans to build homes for people that are too old or handicap and unable to rebuild after losing their homes during katrina. It was a pretty amazing trip. We were there during mardi gras which I could have gone without, but it was quite the site to see on burboune street at night. I learned a lot of things about what happened during katrina, and I'm completely flabergasted at our government. The biggest rediculousness is that the Canadian Mounted Gaurd was there before any US official or anyone tried to help. What the fuck is our government doing? I'm just happy I was able to give a little bit back. I really would *love* to move down there and help more with the rebuilding process. There is still so so so much to be done. No where near fifty percent of the people or buisnesses are back. I really loved the city in general though. There was this really homey feeling, and lots of music and art in the streets, and *everyone* owns a dog. Makes me happy.
I feel like I've fallen in to a complete loop though. tuesday to saturday I'm busy working, and then sunday and monday I just lazy around and do chores. I'm not so sure I like this adult life thing. I wish I had better friends here that I could go on crazy adventures with. I miss so many of my bennington peoples. I know I say that a lot, but it's just such an heartache. I don't know when I see most of them, or if I ever will. I'm disappionted in myself for sucking so much at keeping in touch. I hardly hear from anyone anymore. Actually I really don't hear form *anyone* anymore. I blame myself though. As I type this I have emails that are months old that I still haven't responded to. I've become an horrible friend.
My life just seems to be going. Nothing particularly good, and nothing particularly bad. I guess I can't complain though. It's better to be mundane than to have a crisis situation to handle.
Aaron should be home soon. He's been at work since nine this morning. 12 hours of work. I hate it. We hardly get to see each other, but we need the money, so what can we do?