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Oct 11, 2005 20:41

I'm well aware that the time between my entries is increasing ever so steadily. It's not that I don't get on here regularly, it's just that I can never think of what something worth relating. Now I can.
Before I say anymore, anyone with any contact to my family needs to promise me that my parents do not find out what I'm about to tell you. I've had to lie to them big time so Mom wouldn't freak out, and I don't feel like being caught with the noose around my neck.
I got back from a support help trip to the Big Easy. In a small way, I was helping out the recovery effort. My parents know this.
What they don't know is that I was staying across the street from the Superdome (not directly across, but pretty damn close). I also spent a great deal of my off time on Bourbon Street, drunk off my ass. Plus I hooked up with a 32 year old, divorced mother of two.
Honestly, I have many more details, but that must wait, as I am tired.
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