Aug 16, 2008 10:08
So today is the last full day of me being in New Orleans. I'm pissed this trip went by so fast. I really don't want to leave and go back to NC. Can you blame me? But I'm a good girl and I can't ditch my responsibilities...grumble grumble grumble.
Oh well, be back longer for Christmas, for sure. WIth more money. Yes, more money. Because taxi cabs from the Garden district to the French Quarter [particularly to Royal St. which is where I haunt] are pricey. And while street cars are cheap...tourists smell. I am not a tourist. I have no fanny pack. I do not ask annoying questions. Though the tourists ask me for directions. I raise an eyebrow and say "I'm not a local...just visiting. Look, my stop." Then I disappear. Tourists are irritating. I've been assured by locals that I am NOT a tourist but a RESIDENT IN TRAINING. ^______^ I wanna move here.
I WOULD LIKE TO THANK THE PPL WHO LEFT ME A HAPPY B-DAY MESSAGE ON VARIOUS SITES THAT I HAUNT. TO EVERYONE ELSE, MEH TO YOU. TURNING 22 JUST ISN'T WORTH CELEBRATING.
Tonight I will be at the King Pin watching Clockwork Elvis play... celebrating my b-day. Dressed in style for Elvis. Might take some pics. Gonna get money pinned to me. Yay...? I hate my b-day.