I dreamt i was in philadelphia, a place i have never been to, eating a cheesesteak--something i have never done--except it had been deep-fried in a thick cheese batter (a way in which it is not prepared). At work we theorized that it must have resulted from the emotional scares due to the slice of extra cheese, bacon and fried chicken pizza i had ( Read more... )

now you are freaking me out.

you'd think a place would call you from the same city you're being interviewed for.

( make it less obnoxious )

the first guy down was my principal during all of elementary school. he was very nice to my parents and i and would always ask us questions about chile. the few times i got in trouble, he'd let me off easy because "paul's a good kid." a couple of times, he invited me to have ice cream in his office during lunch. it was french vanilla both times. i ( Read more... )

hi, my name is paul. brother adam and i live in a two bedroom apartment near the california coast and work together with others to fight for world peace and justice but sometimes we just sit around the house and cut each other, making sure to get our blood all over the furniture.
are you searching for the cure?

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so after 3 weeks, i'm back home. woop-di-doo.

the hardest part about volunteering was coming back. baton rouge be back soon?
let's see what FEMA has to say about that.

i miss my cot

went into new orleans proper today to check up on things for what's scheduled to happen this week (information currently confidential until leaked, per usual) and the city, aside from being absolutely surreal right now, is definitely not ready for monday.

expect chaos.

Tomorrow, September 6th, at 9:50 AM I take a flight into Houston, TX, a city I vowed to never again approach. From there I will be transported east of Baton Rouge, LA, as one of many volunteers for the Red Cross working in their worst hardship assignment. We will have no utilities, meaning no potable water or electricity, and yes, no contact with ( Read more... )

first my car gets stolen, now someone is using my credit card to buy stuff.
i don't think i've been this stressed in well over a year. i actually had to go lay down and make an effort to keep my breathing steady because i'm not dealing with this. btw, i still don't have a real job and i live with my parents. college was easier than this.

i thought i had an entry in me.
yet alas blah, blah blah blah, blah blah. blah.