Monday, December 28, 2009

34 (Come tomorrow tomorrow I'll be gone )

Tomorrow morning I will be on the road to New Orleans.
This month has been really hectic, I have been so busy. I went to Staten Island and saw the new house my parents are moving to, and then yesterday I was at their house on the upper west side. Last time I'll ever go to that building probably... crazy. Am I ready? As ready as I'll ever be.

The Jets beat the Colts, that was epic and I loved it.

I'm not feeling the posting right now but I suppose I should just ty to write a little bit. I have too much stuff though! and gahhh. ok whatever ill post in a few days.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

33 (When the truth is found to be lies, and all of the joy within you dies..)

I haven't listened to that song in so long! I forgot how good it is. Currently I'm waiting for my politics class to begin... its the last one finally. I have a lot to do for the final on wednesday but until then I'm good. This morning was really a mixed bag, mostly bad. I left the house a little late and it was pouring. So I went into the deli and bought a 6 dollar umbrella, and then as i was crossing the street a car almost hit me. Not more than 3 seconds later a gust of wind came and literally snapped the metal handle of my umbrella. Not the top part, the stick that supports it. I was really unhappy. Then I had to wait for 25 minutes at 125th street. Sometimes I just hate this city.

But at least after french class I found out I'm looking at a high B or an A. That salvaged the morning sufficiently.

Also, I am leaving on the 29th of December to move to New Orleans. I am really excited.
A lot has happened since I last posted. Last weekend I went up to maine to visit my friends Paul and Ben. It was a little wild, and it snowed. All in all it was a good time. I also got a job last monday working as an assistant to this woman on the upper east side, and she might be the craziest person in the world. I am going to quit today haha. I realized I just dont have time to do this job and be invested in organizing her life when I have so much to plan in my own.

I also may be going to a Jet game on the 20th! That would be awesome, and I hope it happens. Ok the professor got here I will continue updating laterrr

Sunday, November 1, 2009

32 (Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinkin' alone)

IF I MEET YOU AND YOURE SEXIST ILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU UNTIL I KNOCK SOME SENSE IN THERE.

NO EXCEPTIONS.





So today I found a website that was in full support of chauvinism and talked openly and freely about how "men are better than women." Now, I'm not posting the url because I don't feel like the person who put it up deserves any more attention specifically. However the reason I bring this up is because of the recent popularity of books and movies about men, and their superiority over women. Take for example the movie "I hope the serve beer in hell"; that movie, though not as direct in its mission is still clearly promoting an agenda. To make men feel as though they may use women and treat them differently than they do men. American media (ie movies, books, websites) is perpetuating the notion that men generally have control over women, that women are easily subjugated and more importantly that men who have little or nothing to offer to society at large are still capable of "getting" women that our society deems attractive.

There are a few things I want to say about this point. First, some people (usually men who subscribe to these ideas) say that women base themselves on how attractive they are to men and how well they can please people. However no one seems to be interested in the fact that a patriarchal society -where women have Never (in all of this country's history) been given equal power as men- teaches women the values they should have and what is "normal." And what is normal in a patriarchal society? In the narrow sense the 50's idea of a housewife where the man controls the family and holds power over the wife and children, and in the larger more broad sense men hold power over women and children in society at large. In 2009, we have shed the narrow style of patriarchy and gone for the more broad and loose kind. This shift has somehow convinced people that we no longer live in a patriarchy, and that women are equal. This however is Not true. To state facts, women make less money than men do with equal education, there are social stigmas attatched to women of all kinds.

If you are attractive and sexually active, you are a slut.

If you are attractive and don't "put out", you are a bitch.

If you are unyielding and you don't try to please men, you are a bitch, ice queen.

If you are ugly, you have little worth.

If you have kids, you're just doing what "women should do"

and if you don't, you have some sort of issue.

If you are a feminist, you are a lesbian and hate men.

And finally the conundrum that somehow if you are getting ahead as a woman, other women dislike you.

Whoever you are, if you are a woman, you face a double bind. No matter what you do, you will fall on the double edged sword. Because the patriarchy is not overtly accepted as it used to be, people deny that it exists. But if you take the entertainment and media geared towards women, what does it consist of in America? Who are the people that young women look up to? Why?

Young women are shown models, unusually skinny and "beautiful" ideals that it is unlikely they will "live up to." Now, I could go into the speech of how it isn't natural and self-esteem and whatever else, but that is not the point. The point is that these are men's ideal women. Yes, they have become women's role models, because females have been force-fed an image that they need to succeed in the hetero-sexual patriarchal system. If you have large breasts, a small waist and a tight ass, men will like to look at you; they will want you around. And of course, hetero-women who desire men and who want it to be reciprocated are all the more willing to conform to the ideals. Now this is not to say that women cannot think for themselves. This is to say that the people in power are able to call the shots, which is exactly how things have been. Men, the "hunter-gather" sex, has been the powerful one solely because the intrinsic instinct to act violently is stronger with higher testosterone. And so, with the disposition to hurt other things in order to establish order and control has consistently put women in a subjugated position. Rather than respect, it has been out of fear of pain and the quest to avoid misfortune that women have allowed men the power they have.

This has clearly worked to the detriment of humankind though, because men and women have both allowed the female sex to become a caricature of what it should be. Women are sold on hair removal, breast augmentation, diets of all kinds, etc, while men are sold on muscle-milk and the like. How could "the fairer sex" not become even "fairer"? And how then if we accept what has been said to be true, can we not understand that perhaps women who do not subscribe to the heterosexual lifestyle also do not subscribe to the same standards of beauty?

So to understand the acceptance of patriarchy we can examine the issue of FGM (Female Genital Mutilation) within some places including Egypt and Sudan. These places generally have a narrow as well as broad style of patriarchy being practiced there. FGM is where either the clitoris or the entire external genitalia of a girl is cut off (usually by a daya or family member) at a young age to ensure purity. Sometimes the vagina is sewn partially or completely shut to ensure virginity as well. The procedure does nothing for the sex drive of the girl, but it is dangerous and sometimes fatal. Women have come to accept this as a normal process and carry it out on their own children. Why? Because men have demanded it of them and what awaits a woman if she does not comply is physical punishment. There is the mental and existential unrest. So in order to avoid that and save their children from other mutilation or harm, women have accepted this as a "good" thing to do; it is a preventative measure. Now then the argument of the strength of men may come into play- however when you look at the power of not only one man, but stones, or acid, or a mob, or perhaps the power of the courts or the state, it is no longer about individual or even average physical strength. It is about the SYSTEM in place. And the system in place sides with men.

Now, a further question; Why do women accept this then? Why is there not a revolution? Can equality be reached? Save the last question, the answer is not actually that complicated. It is complex, but certainly the concept is easy to grasp- in fact we have already touched upon it. People believe that we are equal, because of the non-narrow style, and because violence towards women is not openly accepted like it used to be when it was legal to beat women. Many people regard the word feminism as a bad thing, an insult. Why is this? Because the feminist movement has become a joke. The splintering of the movement and the loss of momentum and mainstream support has been a large cause in making it an unattractive thing to be associated with. Feminism is sometimes correlated with either homosexuality, the hatred of men, and/or the rejection of societal norms: bra-burning, acceptance of body hair, etc. All of these things that do not apply to the main point of the movement have become its defining factors. So women are afraid to belong to a group that furthers their own equality, and instead return to the sidelines where they are accepted in the hetero-structure. Simultaneously, the youth in America learn about inequality as a thing of the past. They learn from the public schools that racism, sexism, prejudice of all kinds have been dealt with. Regardless of the fact that the Civil Rights movement was passed less than 60 years ago. They learn that saying words like "bitch" or "cunt" or whatever else is not only acceptable (because of course it means nothing even though the tone and manner is consistently unfriendly and not well-meaning), but expected. If you do not conform to the patterns of speech practiced by your peers, you appear to be snobby, and uninformed. You will not fit in if you don't act the way everyone else does. People are overly optimistic about the way children and young adults think. Though peer pressure may not consist of "do it do do it or you aren't cool," it certainly does exist and is ubiquitous in the attitudes of youth- not to mention another major issue: Jokes.

It is always an attractive trait to make people laugh. It naturally makes people want to spend time with someone and hear what they have to say. Lots of sexist, racist, whatever-ist jokes come from people who agreed on something and told jokes at another groups expense. However, certainly from what I have seen, sexist jokes are commonly told to girls and by girls. This becomes an issue because while women are taught that they are not oppressed they are taught to laugh at their own plight. They are taught that the acceptable response to someone making light of injustice is to laugh it off- not only perpetuating the acceptance of being subjugated (and the continuance of the caricature of "femininity") but also making it exponentially more difficult for anyone trying to fight for equality, because no one takes them seriously. When people joke about issues that are current, they undermine the inertia of the movement. They make it impossible to get into the mainstream, because the dominant ideology is against them.

Another problem women face when it comes to inequality is the judgement and categorical way in which they are seen by men based on their sexuality and how much they "put out." It seems to me that since the invention of birth control, men in the patriarchy have been attempting to take that power away from women. Women, once impregnated cannot do nearly as much as before they were- and in wedlock they then depend completely on their husbands in many situations for support. They become the ultimate damsel-in-distress. Not only are they carrying the future lineage of the man (the child who will most likely take the man's last name as well) but the woman is also defenseless. She will become maternal and hormonal, irrational and at the mercy of the manipulative husband. I do not mean this in a negative way, in a lot of cases it can be perfectly fine (ex. when a pregnant woman is emotional because of hormones her husband can perhaps manipulate her mood into a more positive one).

Regardless, without birth control, the woman cannot be fully in control of her destiny. Women who use birth control are sometimes viewed as loose or promiscuous. In American public schools abstinence has been the go to educational curricula, and of course kids who decide to have sex will go ahead and do so. However women are at a disadvantage when it comes to a lack of knowledge. Men, though just as susceptible to STDs, can never become pregnant. Though pregnancy implies a financial burden on the male, it also does for the woman. She must then go through pre-natal care, child-birth, and everything that follows. Her pregnancy will undoubtedly gain her a reputation, be that in school or wherever else. Even grown married women face this in the workplace. Once pregnant they are assumed to either be done working, and if they do not then the quality of their work is assumed to go down and their movement upwards will be stunted because of the shift in priorities. And woe is upon the woman who choses to have an abortion! Even in this representative republic, the freedoms granted to those who wish only to harass others based on their beliefs is free to do so at their discretion. Women who reside in areas where abortion services are few and far between are likely to find one of the many "front" anti-choice organizations.

If a woman does decide to have a child and does so out of wedlock, without family support or perhaps without substantial finances behind her, she faces the federal support system. In our society this is scarce and many people who don't understand the way things work tend to look down their nose at people who need support. The stigma for single mothers on welfare or with food stamps is one that does not include compassion or empathy, but disdain and contempt. The "pull yourself up by your boot straps" concept is another highly mysoginistic and hypocritical notion. The idea that someone should be able to work themselves into success can never be fully realized by women or "minorities," because the playing field (so to speak) has not been equal, and still is not. So expectations for success cannot be the same, yet somehow this has been interpreted into the stereotyping that said groups are incapable of success, and more than that do not desire the mainstream ideals of American success. I digress. It is clear though that women are modern lepers once they become part of this group- they become undesirable for the male population. Single mothers come with not only financial and emotional burden, but they are not able to be viewed as sexual playthings any longer. They are tainted with not just a child, but also the physical evidence of another man.

Back to the initial point though- that men are afraid of women being sexually free. This may seem like an extreme statement, but look at the systems that the patriarchy holds closest to its core values: The ability to control birth control and abortion services by the FDA, along with vaccines available (ie the HPV vaccine that was held up by the FDA because it promoted "promiscuity," though its only ability is to prevent cervical cancer), but also the system of marriage. Women are not allowed to marry other women, they are only permitted to marry men. Of course the same is true for gay men, but the discussion is not about LGBT rights currently. Again, going back to the patriarchy where men generally are the more powerful people, they are the head of the nuclear family, they come to possess the woman. Though much has changed since the 1950's, there are still gender roles that most people unconciously abide by. The sexual structure for heterosexual people in America is highly hypocritical, which is well known. The commonly argued point that women who sleep with lots of men are considered "whores" or slutty" while men who sleep with lots of women are considered "players" and thus more desirable is obviously not "fair" or "equal". Why is it that the relation between the amount of sexual partners makes a woman inversely attractive as the number goes up? Because it means that she is not abiding to the ideal men have set out for her. She is trying to gain sexual satisfaction and she considers her own pleasure more important than that of men in general. A woman who sleeps with many men makes a man feel like a woman- unimportant, another notch on the belt. The ego of the man is the most important thing protected by patriarchy, and this is how a woman damages it- especially attractive women.

Men are not objectified the way that women are; they are half as likely to have eating disorders, (save obesity which is more of an American problem rather than a gender issue) and because they are on average paid more, they may not endure the same dealings as those who must because of necessity. (As in harsher or more complex criteria because of monetary needs). This is also because men cannot be judged physically the same way as women's. The chest of a man generally cannot be seen because of shirts and jackets and whatever else. However, the chest of a woman (which has been highly sexualized in our society) is visible regardless of most anything. The size of a woman's chest is a factor when it comes to determining how pleasing she is, and because of this if the woman does not have a big enough or whatever chest she is immediately judged. Of course if she does have the right size chest it is likely that that will be the focus, rather than her face, or her self in general. Men are able to hide because women cannot see the size of a mans dick. Not to be vulgar, but there really isn't a better way to say it. Women do not have the luxury of determining how sexually viable someone is nor can they judge someone if that person is inadequate, and thus is not in the position that men are in. With the creation of Girls Gone Wild and all of these things that encourage women to present themselves solely as sex objects, what can one expect from women in general? If the ideal for a man is so slim, how can women compete? They then are siphoned off into the vanity of capitalism. Sexism and capitalism work very well together, because of the market for new and unnecessary products, like make up. Cosmetic surgery, botox, girdles, push-up bras, all of these absurd things that have become common items everywhere. How can men complain and judge women when they are vain, when if they were not and did not accentuate all of their womanly features, they would become outcasts?

But the question now is... what happens next? Where do we start and where will we go from here? How do we get there?


I have gone off topic a lot maybe one day I'll come back and edit/add.




2 Months(ish)! Im getting REALLY impatient.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

31 (20 Seconds til the last call, going "hey hey hey hey hey heyy")

I HAVE SO MUCH ENERGY
I am SOOOOOOOOOO impatient!!!!! omg oyyyy vey i hate waiting. i need to work on that in a serious way. Potential plans are mulling in the pot and i am watching it waiting for it to boil. its really rough right now and i have a meeting with the director on wednsday and im telling him im leaving. I cant wait for december and january. its so far! hopefully itll go by fast and I can hustle on out of here. i need a job though. neeed! i want to go dancing or something i need to blow off steam. i literally did nothing this weekend.


ive been running my mouth about changing the world lately. I think I need to calm down and plan stuff out but its hard and there are lots of questions and issues to sift through before success can be attained. I feel super ADD right now though. I had a really nice dinner with my sister and we talked about a lot of things, family things. But not current affairs it was more relaxed and explorative. if thats a word. spell check isnt correcting it so maybe it is. Who knows?? I need to get a grip cause im freakin outtttt!!!!

jury duty on tues :((( lame.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

30 (What Might've Been lost, don't bother me)

So I'm having out with it. I am leaving new york again. Lehman is not the place for me and I am being suffocated by the school and the living environment. I am speaking to my father about it tomorrow. I have a feeling things will not go well. So I wrote him a little essay to explain myself.
Either way I know something is missing in my life. Well there are a lot of things that are missing, and moving back to New Orleans and really taking the time to situate myself will help a lot, but I think I'm missing something that can't be filled by this change.
That thing is real companionship. I feel lately like I'm kind of in a funk, I can't communicate or something. I'm not feeling like anyone is on the same page as me, even though in a lot of ways I'm finally getting on the same wavelength with people who have great ambitions. I suppose what I'm saying is I feel lonely. That's not pleasant to say, especially on a public blog. But it's the truth. I need a friend.. and I have friends its just that none live around me, none see me on a regular basis. And not to sound depressed or fishing for anything but sometimes I wonder how much people really care about me- or anyone else for that matter. I know my family loves me and I love them too, thats not what I'm talking about though. Oh psh this is a stupid post. Sorry for the like 2 people who read this if you were checking.

But I can begin the countdown! 2 and a half months!! =)

Monday, September 28, 2009

29 ( Put a candle in the window, cause I feel I gotta move, but I'll be coming home soon, Long as I can see The Light))

Today is Yom Kippur. For those who don't know, it is the day of atonement.

I am sorry for the harsh things I have said, here or anywhere. 
I will not go through the many things I am sorry for but I will say that all I want, and the only path I have ever wanted to be on is Tikkun Olam. I just want to be able to stay on track and to be able to find he strength to carry out my part, and not be dissuaded by anything or anyone. 
Of course, no one is perfect and I have a lot to work on. This year, and this life, will hopefully be enough for something at all to happen. 
I need people to find the courage to understand and accept what I am doing with my life, and I need  to be unyielding in my attempts. 

Sunday, September 27, 2009

28 ( I found a dream that I can I can speak to, A dream that I can call my own, I found a dream to press my cheek to)

So, I might be going crazy. Or I might just be getting on track.  The past week and change since I updated has been really busy. Don't know if I mentioned I started driving lessons, which is pretty good. But anyway aside from that, last week my friend Sam from Chicago came into the city for a night and I hung out with him... We had a really nice conversation that reminded me that thankfully there are some feminist women around that really understand reality. 

Then I worked a bit over in Jersey on a house which was cool too, that was on the weekend. Since I left New Orleans I've gotten so much weaker. I hate realizing that, but at least it can eventually become corrected. I just need to work haha...

But then! The week began and I've had this rush of stuff. This guy Matt came back from India and we hung out for 2 days and I got to know him better than I had before, and I had a pretty good time, I hope he did too. But all of this stuff came out of the visit that left me with a lot to think about you know? I just gotta sort myself out about it. But anyway as if I had any time to do that inbetween then and last night when 2 other people I'm friends with from New Orleans called me up and were like "We're downtown, come" and of course, I did. And over the hours I spent with them we had a lot of conversation that left me feeling better and worse at the same time. 
Better in the sense that there are other people that unerstand what I'm trying to say and that have amazing input as well, but also in the sense that they will be taking action to make the world a better place. Theyre all great people and I feel like I'm really happy to know them and be involved with the small group of people who can enact change, cause you know the whole saying it only takes a few people to change the world.... I think these are the people. I hope anyway. 
Worse because I am impatient. And I want to do things now and the urgency grows the more I talk about it. And because I feel an impotence creeping into my life here because of the concentration of problems here. New York City is a wonderful beautiful place filled with the best things in the world, but you can't possibly have the best without have the worst as well. The problems with the children here, the schools inherent issues, the intense loneliness that some people feel, the hugely high cost of living, being stacked on top of one another, workaholics being normal, everything in motion is cutthroat and if you aren't moving as fast then you are falling farther and farther behind and it's nearly impossible to get on your feet. Its like the cycle-tron you know those gravity machines, and everyone functional and working within this city is up at the top of the walls spinning so fast theyre fucking blind, and all the people that arent are stuck at the bottom trying to claw their way up in the midst of this super human pull. 

And then of course I have been bitching about school to a few people, but I'm beginning to see some things that I don't like too much. Not going to go into too much detail for your  sake but I'm not transitioning basically. And the evidence of bad attitudes all around is growing, and higher education doesn't seem to alleviate this ignorance at ALLL. Wow, I just pinpointed my problem without even realizing it. That is EXACTLY it. College isn't the cure for ignorance for most people. And I'm trying to cure ignorance. 

http://www.storyofstuff.com/

Lynn showed me that and Anyone who reads this blog should look at that too!

http://www.paullussiercompany.com/add_htmls/blessed_unrest.html

Watch this if you want something to think about too. 



By the way I thought about this a little. If you are a god-fearing individual, some people say that now God isn't here because all he can appear to for people is bread. You know what I mean? In the bible, biblical times, without the technology and lifestyle that removed all the people to far from the earth, God was there with them and had a relationship with teh people. And God isn't arond anymore because what people have done. They fucked up and thats why God is gone. They traded Mother Nature and the Holy Father for stuff. Everyone that's part of this religious bit these days, at least in America, is walking the line between begging for God and guidance but bending over for the companies and luxuries of the material machine. But I don't know. Sounds reasonable. God is what we want him to be, her, whatever, but people have betrayed this planet and yet all they ask of it is more and more and they give nothing back but worthless drivel about God. It's time for everyone to be God. It's time for everyone to be Divine and create miracles. Because people can do that. 

I believe in people.    They just need to get pushed you know.

Also, as according to the theory that everything people do is about sex, like everything ever, can I just say something about that to people. Can we stop being such cock blocks then? Shit cause we are gettin it and getting it and straight up getting in other species way. We're jerks. 

Monday, September 14, 2009

27 (Independent in every single sense of the word, I say what I want, you fuckin little sensitive herb)

I have so much energy out of nowhere. I feel really alive and really restless. 
Listening to this song is making me feel pretty free, I can say whatever I want and you know what? I will. So, I suppose now is the time to say some shit then. Ok. Here we go


I am sick of fucking everyone. All you annoying pathetic little people posting stuff all the time about celebrities and stupid idiotic bullshit. Why do you bother talking? It isn't worth hearing, not for me, not for anyone. Stop willingly filling your brain with friggin trash! God! I was on facebook, which is already bad enough, don't I know... but seriously these dumb girls talking about fuckin lady gaga and kanye west... get a life. Just because those people do whatever the fuck they want doesn't mean you A) need to pay attention, and B) need to care, and C) can't do whatever you wnt too! Ok, so they have money. Good for them. But like lady gaga, which i guess is the reason theres so much hype about her is her clothes or something. well whatever its a plo for attention. so if you dont like it ignore her, thats the only way to make her go away. All this idiotic talking about these people just fuels there fame. So SHUT THE FUCK UP about these ridiculous people. I dont care if theyre on TV. I dont CARE if kanye said some crazy shit! None of you people know them, and if you do i doubt youre spouting shit like everyone else. Stop speculating! Its NOT your business! do you talk endlessly about people you see randomly on the street? No. So what makes celebrities so different from me or you? They just get watched. They are the chosen weirdos to get followed by alll you fucking CREEPS. 

Get a Life! 

Oh, and if you want to hear some more, I got more. Here's some thoughts on rap music. What is all this bullshit coming out of these dumbasses mouthes? To give you an example, here's a lyric: 
like a sprained ankle boy I ain’t nothing to play with ...."
and later in that song, 

" stuck my d*ck inside this life Until that b*tch came"

STUPID. NOT HARD. not cool. gross, and not creative. all these rappers literally come running to the studios to repeat eachother and talk about themselves. now honestly. SHUT THE FUCK UP. I don't care if you dreamed about guns and money and bitches and hoes. And who the fuck dreams about hoes? Why is it a GOOD status symbol if you have ridiculous people who only want you for your money? It's the ultimate fuck you really, because everyone that actually wants to get in with these dudes wants their money... its not like they offer a lot of intellectual stimulation or depth of thought and emotion. It's just praising their own apathy. Oh yea, Im so great i have tons of money and all i do is run my mouth. If you really get to the point where you are a "celebrity" and you have peoples attention, did you ever have ambition? Like jeez when you started out or when you were younger was there ANYTHING you cared about other than yourself? Why not talk about that? All these rappers just seem like such boring self centered people. Why does everyone love self absorbed people? Why?!

This isnt CULTURE! Fuck! Even intellegent people trip over themselves to stay up on gossip, they make careers out of other peoples plight. You might as well have a fucking talk show about all the poverty in the world and just shit on it all day long. When did people decide that they were all so different from eachother? Not one single person is better than anyone else. All you racist sexist fucks, all you weight obsessed clothing loving people, really. Start paying attention to your life. YOUR life. You are important! Why don't you care about things you can actualy be a part of? Is everyone really just a voyeur? Does everyone really Just want to be that?? 


Get off your bums and go do something. lazy people watching tv, parents stealing their kids childhoods by putting them in schools where they get 2 hours of homework when theyre 7 years old and then the only outlet they have is fucking video games! Cell phones when theyre 10! Why? Why raise them on television and internet? There was a time when people werent dependent on this stuff, its not good. Where are the values of human connection? Plugging yourselves in apicking and choosing what news you hear and what you care about. Choosing to ignore the problems in your own community so you can focus on just gaining more and more stufffff. more shit to have and say its yours. More luxury! Fuck all the people who have nothing, thts not my problem. They can suffer as long as i get my tvs and DIAMONDS and leather. Fuck all the animals being killed in inhumane ways so I can eat cheaply and as much as I fucking want! Fuck them dying so I can have a nice fur coat! Fuck all those people, fuck the world. 


I am NOT an angry person. I just get so fed up with all of this damn APATHY. 

Keep acting like its not your problem. But meet me, I'm going to MAKE it your problem. And if you send me away without hearing me out, not to worry. It'll be your problem later. It will, and I know it. Ignore the poor for too long, keep those people down long enough and something will happen- whether thats some sort of revolution or just a huge amount of people falling into poverty and our society running to the edge of the slippery slope and the middle class gets too stretched, I dont know. I'm not trying to start a revolution, I'm trying to tell people to SELF REFLECT. By no means am I above all this, but at least I try. At least I have passion. I'm not running away from the problems. I'm trying to deal with them, and figure out a way to spend my life trying to make things better for Everyone. Even all the people I get frustrated with.



One last thing: 

I have decided it would be fun to start cooking through a cookbook! i saw julie and julia and it made me think about how much i like cooking, and i havent done it for a while. So I am going to. No edits in this post.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

26 (Dear shadow alive and well, How can the body die, you tell me everything, anything true)

Again, the consistent inconsistency. I am now back in New York, and it is beginning to turn towards Autumn. Fall is my favorite everywhere, and in New York, you just can't beat the beauty. However, I am really sick of living in the most drab of places, residing in the underbelly. 
I have begun college. It is fine, nothing special. I have felt kind of sick though for the past couple weeks, my sleep has been off... headaches, stomachaches.. whatever. Though there are not very many redeeming qualities about this city for me right now (save my wonderful family), I have been able to do a lot of reading. And so, I am posting a list of books I have recently completed/reread. Next to them I will mention how highly I recommend each, based on its topic. 


Books/Rating (No particular order)

1. The Hidden Face of Eve - Nawal El Saadawi/Highly recommend this, though its hard to read because of the issues is deals with; women and oppression in the Arab world. 
2. Dead Aid- Dambisa Moyo/ Highly recommend this one as well, very dense business analysis, slow read, but captivating and truly groundbreaking.
3. Slam- Nick Hornby/ Recommended. It is a pretty good novel, similar in style to Horby's other work, but the topic of teen pregnancy didn't captivate me the way his other writing has. 
4. Plane Insanity - Elliot Hester/ So funny! If you want something light without being pointless, this a great book. It makes you feel very human and connected, and happens to also be hilarious
5. Black Mass- Dick Lehr and Gerard O'Neill/ Depending... It was interesting surely, but redundant. About the FBI and a scandal of criminal doings with the Irish mob. Worth reading, but could have used quite a bit more editing. 
6. Nickel and Dimed (On not getting by in America)- Barbara Ehrnreich/ Again, worth reading although I'm still not sure about my opinions on her methodology. Lots of interesting first hand experience.
7. Under the Banner of Heaven- John Krakauer/ HIGHLY recommend this! Crazy, well written, well researched, captivating read about Mormons and religious fanatics in the US. 
8. Jewish Wisdom- Rabbi Joseph Telushkin/ Highly recommend. Even if you don't have the stomach for biblical texts, this is a great supplement, or basic reading for anyone interested in Judaism. The range of topics the book covers is mind blowing, and the speed at which one could read this is indicative of how great it is. I finished it in 3 days!


And Now.... Books  I am reading currently:

1. The Naked Brain- Richard Restak, MD./ So far, so good. He surely is an expert and the book is pretty wild.. Deals with concepts of neurosociety.
2. How We Die- Offhand cant remember/ Great.. seems a little gloomy but it isn't. Really interesting, on the things that cause people to perish, and the process. 


I want to go back to New Orleans. 

Saturday, August 1, 2009

25 (Th information is unavailable to the mortal man)

So, today was nice and relaxing. Went to brunch and the the Satchmo Summerfest, all about Louis Armstrong and his life. Good Jazz, interesting seminars about his life. Tomorrow there is a Second Line parade in his honor and I really want to go but I promised Darren I would work with him on this house.


I have been thinking a lot about my mental state recently. And my mental state throughout these past 11/12 months. I have been stressed out a lot. And anxious. Not about or because of anything specific sometimes, I realize that it has been largely just my way of processing the change in my behavior and life thus far. I have dealt with anger for a long time in my life and I have, in the past 2 or so years, gotten great control over it. I'm proud of that, I enjoy it, but I do think a byproduct of not expressing and/or redirecting anger makes me stressed out. I'm also tired. 


I know moving back to New York holds a lot of opporunity, there's a lot there I can take advantage of. I am looking forward to having more privacy as well... but I'm also afraid of how easy it is to do nothing so much of the time when no one else is there to keep you in check. I just am a bit wary of the way things will start out- I don't really have too many, if any, friend in New York, I don't know how much energy I have to put into meeting people and trying to cultivate relationships at this point due to the state that I'm in, and have been in....

I'm not being negative here. I'm saying these things because I have been thinking about them, not because I need help dealing with them. I don't want anyone who reads this to think "oh, she should blahblah," or "do this, or do that, lalala,"

 It will work out, because I will make it work out no matter what. That is not the concern. The concern is 


I don't know- this is the issue though- if there is no issue, whats the problem? Blah!

Anyway, I may start journaling to keep track of stressors. Today, even though it was a great day, I find myself feeling not so great. I'm leaving New Orleans soon, in about a week, and I don't know when I'll get to come back next. Today was a great reminder of many of the things I love about this city and it makes me reluctant to leave. However the volunteering, as I may have said before, is a bit more thankless than my last experience down here. I still can't gauge the group dynamic and though I like each person individually, I find some things out of sync for me in the daily life regardless. I don't know if I've formed or found anything worth remembering this time either. I don't feel as though any one connection is special, although I wish it were. I suppose I just feel out of touch right now. And even if things somehow panned out this week and I randomly got close to one person or something, I would just be leaving anyway. 


There is one guy who arrived yesterday who I really enjoy talking to though. His name is Travis and he is from North Carolina. There are others too, who I enjoy listening to and speaking to- like Joe, and Jacob too. I hope I get to see what these people do with themselves in the next couple years. My computer is dying. I hope that I can find a camera for tomorrow, and I hope I cna unfortunately get out of working with Darren. 

Saturday, July 25, 2009

24 (Just walk away, and remain silent)

I'd like to clarify something- from all the responses (on the blog and in conversation), people who read my last blog seem to think I'm sad or something. Though it certainly is true that this is a strange interim time, I' m not feeling down or anything like that. I just don't really know what to think. 

I think that I need to make some new connections, and find a job, and something...

I don't know. I just am not sure what to think about, or if it's worth it to even wonder about anything. The waiting game is almost over as the school season comes closer, and all of the options I was playing with before for things I am interested in doing seem like they shouldn't be anymore. 

Gosh, you know, also, I feel a little like I'm losing my motivation for this. I love this city, I never get sick of it, and I like construction a lot, but somehow I don't feel it like I did before. And the thing is that really gets me is that I left and I was so bummed for a while and I slipped into this sluggish shitty lifestyle, and then I was so invigorated to be back... maybe I was just projecting. I just feel bad, I don't get psyched to work anymore. Maybe if they stopped jerking me around and put me on one site I would be better... It also feels as though since I am only here for like 2 more weeks that it's hardly even worth it because not enough will get done. I wish I could do more. I feel less capable. 

Like yesterday for example, I worked with Darren and I was framing, which I am fine at, but he took charge (which he does with everyone I know), and I was rusty at it, a given, and I didn't do shit. I felt like I was useless. And I feel like I have just been doing random shit, I'm not skilled enough, strong enough, etc. I feel like maybe I'm not a good volunteer?? 

And I also feel as though, like I said last time, I've been on autopilot and it's really hard to turn my brain back on. I need a way to get into it. I'm hoping school can be that for me, I'm hoping it can work out. 

I like learning to drive a lot because of that too, I feel like I'm learning something important that makes me a more valuable person. I enjoy it, I want to be good at it, and I want people to be able to count on me to be able to do anything. I mean like transporting them, materials, and it makes me feel free. I want a vehicle. 


I just don't know what to do with myself.

Monday, July 13, 2009

23 (And if my thought-dreams could be seen, they'd probably put my head in a guillotine...)

So, I thought that I had posted more recently than I last did. I suppose anyone who was reading this blog probably abandoned it long ago. Well. A little recap, for both you and me. 
Following my brief trip back to New York, I returned to find everything still moving smoothly. And even though work was going steadily and my crew shifted after Ryan left l9 to Gordie and me mostly, but Iron John sometimes too, problems were brewing. The bathroom at Erin's took a lot longer than anyone thought, but we also installed some beautiful hardwood floors and baseboards, painted, tiled in the kitchen, lots of stuff. It seemed we would finish in early-mid may. Well, demands and sebacks kept pushing that date farther away and the crew stayed just the two of us for weeks. While all this was moving along, things in New York were wavy. My grandmother got very sick and was deteriorating really quickly. I had to push the date of my departure up and up. She died 2 days before I got back to the city. It was a whirlwind and I was very mixed up about a lot of things, including abruptly leaving New Orleans, and not completing Erin's home. 
I was in NY for a very brief period of time as well, leaving with my immediate family to her residence in Mexico to help take care of her affairs. It was an odd transitional week, and not 2 days after we got back to NY did my sister not only graduate from college but also move to Boston. I speant a fair amount of time there and then came back to NY, where I tried to being getting my apartment together as well as taking care of preparations from school.
During these ongoing things I also got somewhat sick, and I am still dealing with the fallout from that a little bit. Anyway, I got most eberything with school worked out, although I still hae not come to reconcile myself with the commitment. I feel pressured, and unenthusiastic, I don't want to go right now, there are lotsof things. Either way, things did not come along too well in New York. I really hermit-ed  it up and slept a lot, didn't communicate too much, and finally decided to return to New ORleans after failing miserabley to find a job of any sort. 



Soo... now that that is out of the way, I'm back. And yet again, the vibe is totally different. It's even more strained this time it seems. People dont do much.... Friday and Saturday went by without more than a suggestion of going out. Long term people I was friendly with last time seem more withdrawn as well, and a few people are outwardly frustrated. The tension over the dogs also has heightened, with the ultimatum for them to be given away or taken away. I've also returned when quite a few people are leaving.

The heat is oppresive. The calender hasn ot been changed since I left. In fact, every day I see on the calender the day where "SAM LEAVES". For some reason it bothers me. And some of my relationships/whatever you want to call it, have diminished greatly, and I feel as though perhaps I should being to stake out a new liason in this city. That may be preemptive, unneccesary, an overstatement, but i feel something brewing that was not present last time I was here. Also, since I have to leave in a matter of weeks, I feel like whatever I contribute this time will be minute and perhaps not enough. I'm not sure. I'm having issues thinking about it. 

On the other hand, in the past few days I have had some really in depth conversations with people that I think were really interesting and gave me a lot of insight, and I feel privelaged for that. However the thinking that it requires on my part is not always comfortable, especially whn it comes to things i purposely ignore. One of those things is the loneliness I have felt very much this year, and even before. Everything having been so temporary, you and everyone around you is too. Also people getting old, dieing, leaving, etc. I don't know. theres a lot and it is difficult to being to immerse myself in sifting through it to a) figure out what and how I think about specific things, b) how i feel about those things and how i feel/think about those feelings, c) making decisions about my priorities and what sacrifices I have to make in order to align myself with them, d) if those sacrifices make sense, etc etc. You know, life reflections. 

Thus, I have returned to the blog in order to begin. Here goes.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

22 (It's like New York without the new york yanks, or better yet without the new york franks)

So I have bought my ticket home for wednesday. I'm going home for one day for Passover. I wasn't really thinking about it until I got the tickets, and im actually pretty excited. Its SO hot today, I'm not even wearing a shirt. I am alone in the bedroom though so its cool. No one I've seen for the past couple hours has been wearing a shirt either. I think we might be going out to dinner tonight, and hopefully my new credit card will work without a problem. I couldn't buy my plane tickets online with it though so I'm a little concerned. 

Friday was a half day but then Alex and I worked on saturday. I have some concerns regarding work; I have been working on the same house for a while now and have been the surrogate crew leader when the real one doesn't feel like working (which was 4 of 5 days this past week) but I originally only started on that house to do tiling. And now there is another house that needs tile done on it and I'm not sure if I will be able to go there and do it, especially if I have to keep filling in for my shitty crew leader. I mean the homeowner calls me now with questions about most everything going on in the house, and the crew leader doesn't know anything about what has been going on, not to mention he really doesn't seem to care. He doesn't, and hasn't ever, written the daily site reports on this house, and the reports were created by him. It makes no sense and honestly I'm really fed up with it. It keeps bearing on my mind and I keep getting irritated by it, probably just because it affects what I will be doing, not just the work in general which he has a knack for slowing down. 

Anyway. New York. I'm happy to go back for that day and a half, get a little cold, see the fam, eat some stuff i otherwise couldn't, maybe pick up some new clothing (seeing as i rewear the same 3 shirts every day...) I have direct flights too! I feel like singing. I wish I didn't sweat so much :(

Construct
De Construct
Re construct

I'm torn. Things can go in so many different directions at this point, and I don't know which way to turn. Life here and life in New York make me so entirely different, and I just am not sure where to throw in the chips. I can live and be happy in both places doing totally different things with my everyday life, and its hard. There are things in me that come from how I have lived for a long time that I can't give up, habits of appearance and the like, but at the same time a lot of things I have given up seem to be worthless to take up again. And it's totally impossible to go back to New York and maintain this way of living. 

And honestly, which one is reality? 

I played monopoly today and I bought a bunch of properties that other people needed in order to get a monopoly and I refused to trade them. You get your claws in enough to everything so you have leverage, and keep other people from getting too much power, and you really throw a wrench in everything. No one likes checks and balances when the goal is domination. 
Thinking on that, last night as we were hanging out we started talking about police and the court system, down here, in California (in reference to the Bart shooting...  http://www.mercurynews.com/breakingnews/ci_11977698 ) and I was thinking about how ridiculous the system we live in is. Which brought me to thinking about this song by Crass, called Big A Little A. There's a line in it about how if you don't like the system you shouldn't play the game. I don't want to play, but it's all a game figuring out how to not play as well... 



Oy, the curse and gift of thinking haha...

Monday, March 30, 2009

21 (I don't beg for no rich man, and I don't scream and kick when his shit don't fall in my hands man, cause i know how to steal)











Erin's master bath (Before and after... not done yet though!)
The first 2 pictures are Pug's bedroom, the other floor pictures are Elvin and Pat's room. Both of those are finished and sealed. 

So, been tiling a little bit. The visit was awesome, got some good Zabar's and had some nice time with my mom. It was really good to see her. It was also interesting it pulled me out of my world a little and out of the present, got me on the future tip a little. Ate a loooot, won't be doing that too soon again. Tomorrow I'm doing prep on a floor finally so we can start laying down the hardwood flooring, and also hopefully finish tiling that master bathroom. 
I finally got the usb cord for my camera!
And it's pirates week... hopefully should be fun. saturday night was a little ridiculous. very late. brooke also made me laugh a lot the whole night, im pretty bummed she left. hopefully some sweet new people will show up for long term volunteering. i could use a couple new faces. 
I got the sneezes. 
I've been thinking a lot lately about people i haven't seen in a while, and i wish i could see them. i need more sleep. we had a bbq on sunday and it was really good. im hungry. i think i had something else to post but i forget. ill put up some mardi gras pictures when i get the chance. 

Monday, March 23, 2009

20 (despite the truth that I know, I find it hard to let go and give up on you )

I shaved part of a head today haha

I am eating a granola bar and i am craving food from these places

1. Sansotta Brothers
2. Calle Ocho
3. Matsu
4. T&R
5. Big Nick's
6. Sarabeth
7. Ocean 
8. Ollie's
9. Fresco Tortilla

and some places I wish I could go right now

1. Zabar's
2. Citerella
3. West Side Market
4. Tani
5. The UWS in general but for sure sheep's meadow
6. Gurgi's 


Saw Air Bud on TV today... random
I really hope this week is interesting, I feel like it holds a lot of possibilities
And I cannot wait for Thursday I'm shitting myself thinking about it. not literally. 
I finished the shower today, as much as could be finished! AND Alex told me he's coming back down... see, you just can't stay away once you come down. 
Yesterday was nice, I went out and bummed around the French Quarter a bit, saw a couple songs by a pretty good band, then had a nice hour of waiting for and taking the bus with some girls who are both leaving soon, really unfortunately. I like them both, and a bunch of people are leaving soon. Today is Sarah's last day, Brooke leaves sunday, the next week heather leaves, and then like two weeks from then lil' john leaves too. he's been here foreverrrr. 

i think im finally understanding the frustration with telling short term volunteers about yourself, like today i told these 3 ladies about myself and i did it so many times last week and this whole month, i found myself being rather short with them. i tried to be nice but it just seemed so silly because ryan and i will probably get rid of them before the end of the week, and i'm not even working thursday afternoon or friday, so there's not really a point to talking to them. So many of these college kids come here to make memories with their friends and just don't know anything or care about new orleans. they come here and don't follow the etiquette of the l9 house, they waste paint and stupid stuff and waste time, they are mostly unskilled and just do busy work, or if you try to teach them something like mudding, they usually just fuck it up. If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. Now don't get me wrong though, they're important and necessary. Just more of a hassle than would be ideal. 

I wish...
I could drive
and had a car


Oh! I think I found myself a job starting in April working at a gelato shop like 3-4 days a week. I really hope it works out...


By the way, the whole world is dirty. Clean is an illusion. just like control. 

Saturday, March 21, 2009

19 (You are beautiful)

2 of my friends saw someone get killed last night in front of a bar. it was a hate crime. 

one of the puppies has been gone for a week and these punk ass little kids are the culprits for sure. they go around beating and kidnapping dogs. we think she is dead. 

today is a beautiful day. 

Friday, March 20, 2009

18 (Here is something you can't understand... How I could just KILL a man)

The past 10 days have me a little fucked up, not gonna lie.
Started out with a really strange weekend which has had my head all screwed up and over thinking everything, plus i lost my fucking credit card and that was awful, now im broke and i owe this girl money and i think she's leaving before my card will get here. i also want to go out tonigh but i have literally 2 dollars. which kind of limits my ability to do much of anything. someone is screaming near by. i think its a baby. 
the week started off fine, pretty productive and i have claimed the bathroom as my own project and it worked out so im all over it. i'm a lot slower tiling alone, but i also had to watch the short term volunteers a lot and seal this floor a couple times which took a lot longer than i expected. not to mention someone fucking walked on it before it dried so it looks like crap now :( im really not chill about that at all, not to mention we discovered a TON of setbacks in the house we were previously unaware of, so theres a lot more work to be done. now its true i'd rather have this than lay the hardwood and have it buckle in two years because theres no floor joist under the subflooring, but at the same time its really frustrating. we also were closing up the wall and found that a bunch of studs were water damaged and had to replace those as well which took a ton of time, so the bathroom took a back seat. 
NOT  to mention the fact that my lovely crew leader decided he was too "fucked up from last night" to work yesterday and only came to the work site for 20 mins which was spent onthe phone with the homeowner. then he left me in charge of them without a description of what they should be doing, and proceeded to not call me at all. at lunch i figured he'd be rested and ready to work, but he never picked up or showed up. then at like 2:30 he called and said he was taking care of some insurance bullshit and told me he would be at the site soon. never came. and didnt pick up either, until his friend who lives at the house called him 30 mins before the day was over. 
i have a headache. son of a bitch. today was kind of good but also bad. it was warm and sunny and i had awesome bbq but again my crew leader did no work. he went to the worksite and hung out... and literally did nothing. now i took a much longer break at lunch than normal, but i got a lot done today too, especially because our short termers left at noon. 
im also not in a good mood because of some stupid fucked up things in new york that i cant really deal with, and i cant wrap my head around anyway. 
however i did re-find this thing called PostSecret, the art thing where people send in their secrets anon. to this guy and they go on the postsecret blog. you should search it, its incredibly moving. 
so i found a girl with the same camera as me but she left her usb cord at home too. oh well. 
im realy psyched for my mom to come down, i was thinking about it the other day- she will probably want to see a bunch of cultural stuff, and all i want is mundane luxuries and her company. who will be satisfied first? haha... hopefully both of us. i really need more shampoo. 
im so glad no one reads this. everyone i talk to on the phone asks me about shit i put up on here so they obviously don't keep up with it, so i figure i can pretty much write whatever i want. 
reading post secret made me think of all the things i never say that are true and i dont really admit to anyone, including myself. i still wont put them up here though. i think the lower ninth ward is my favorite neighborhood in america. 
sometimes when i already feel guilty i think everyone is mad at me. im probably just paranoid but whatever. i wish i had long hair. 

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

17 (Diva is the female version of a hustla of a of a hustla)

Today and yesterday were both kind of bad. No, they were both just bad.
Yesterday I got more frustrated then I have been in a reallly long time. I thought I might explode with anger. Every little thing that another guy on my worksite did pissed me off. Largely because as a long term volunteer he gets a stipend, so he gets compensation and isn't just a bad volunteer, he costs them money. He works a month on a project that took me and Alex 3 days. He doesnt clean up after himself, leaving thin-set (tile adhesive) to dry onto and inbetween the tiles making it impossible to grout without 3 full days of labor by 2 volunteers just scraping. That is fucking ridiculous. And he had a 2'x2' space on the bedroom floor that Alex and I took 2 days to do, and it took him a whole 8 hours to complete this stupid little mosaic. Granted, it was very nice, but it couldve been finished within 3 hours. Now, he's a good kid, but I can't stand shitty work ethic. I hate it more than most things in the world. If this were a company, no one would stand for that shit. And to think that he's gotten much better since I have been back. I was told that like 2 months ago he would come to the house at like noon and watch movies with one of the people that lives there. Ok. So then at the end of yesterday once he had grouted the bedroom and there were 5 minutes left til we had to leave, theres grout all over the floor. huge mess. and hes sitting outside in his van already on the phone. I was going to kill him haha. but i didnt, and he went back in in the evening and cleaned it thankfully. But of course didn't clean the tools and so when we arrived at work this morning we had and extra half hour of cleaning shit up just so we could start working. And largely we started grouting the bathroom that was finished so that he couldn't. We started working on the master bath in mid morning and it went pretty well though it was slow, there were a bunch of complications we didn't expect. Ryan came in a couple times and asked if we would be done with it this week... I hope he doesnt think he's taking over in there, cause that's my project. 
I think tomorrow I will get to home depot to deal with the rotozip bs. Tonight though theres a mandatory meeting for long-term volunteers about dealing with stress and like psychoanalyst bull. I really don't want to go, no one does. It's going to really suck. Plus I have to leave for it in like 15 minutes and I have no idea how long it goes for. I need to eat something before we leave. 


No poems or lists on this one. just notes. I'm not in a bad mood by the way, just venting a bit. Also I'm pretty psyched to get my package tomorrow :-D

Saturday, March 7, 2009

16 (Just blame it all on me, say I was shameless)

Today was good, I worked from 10-12:30, and Alex and I finished the floor in Pat's bedroom as well as the last lonely tile in the shower of the bathroom. Finally!

A List of Things in Construction I have SKILLZZ in:
1. painting/priming 
2. mudding/taping
3. sanding/scraping
4. siding (removal and application)
5. flooring (from floor joices to finished floors, removal and application)
6. sheetrocking
7. framing
8. roofing (removal and application)
9. tiling!

Things I would like to acquire skills in:
1. Electrical work
2. Plumbing
3. putting in windows/door hanging
4. Getting better with detailed cuts in sheetrock/tile
5. Grouting 

I also need to work on being able to conceptualize the way things will work without them being done so that I can forsee potential problems or inaccuracies before I get to them. I also would like to get to know some tricks of tiling to cover up ugly edges and all the rest, but I'm sure that really comes with experience rather than anything else.

Today I had a muffeletta. For those of you reading this who do not know what a muffeletta is, it is the largest sandwich every created. I swear they really use a small round loaf of bread, its cut into quarters and its thick full of meats/cheese. I ate half and i felt as though I might explode, or puke. So, I am inquiring about staying longer, through July. If that is possible I think I will definitely go home for Passover, even though I would really like to make a Passover meal here. Maybe I still can even though it won't be exactly on the right day. I got a serious craving for Zabars yesterday. Sometimes there are real pangs of sadness I get when I'm away from the city, but I never really get homesick. Honestly, I could live in another place for the rest of my life as long as I could go back once or twice every couple months. 

NOW, a nap.

Friday, March 6, 2009

15 ( Your bones have been my bedframe and your flesh has been my pillow, I am waiting for sleep)

Sooo, sorry it's been a while since  I updated. The week inbetween has been killer. I switched to tiling, and it's really a lot of fun. I have been using a wet-saw, which is a saw that uses water to offset the cutting and protect the tiles while you cut them. It's very effective and easy to use. I have been working with a super cool guy named Alex, who is from Michigan. He is an EMT (basic) and he has explained a lot of things to me that I had questions about. He is also a great teacher because he had a job doing tiling for like 6 months before he came down here. He is leaving in about a week though, and once that happens I will likely be the one to take over the majority, if not all of the tiling projects that lowernine has. I'm really excited about that! We totally banged out a sweet looking bathroom. Once the next floor is done, I'm going to take some pictures of what it looks like. It really helps that the homeowner is not only one of the nicest and most easy-going ladies, but she also had great taste. NOT to mention her wonderful son barbeques lunch for us pretty often, so Im eating like a king for sure.
The rotozip (a sheetrock saw/tile cutter which is small in size) I bought totally crapped out today though, so I need to get the reciept and return it. I was pretty bummed about that but hopefully it can be resolved next week. 

Good and Bad of the week:

1. Good: Got a lot done and I am looking forward to working on the weekend
2. Bad: The short-term volunteers who were here for the week were REALLY obnoxious
3. Bad: I took too many cold showers this week
4. Good: I went to a sweet open-mic last night that was awesome
5. Good: I'm practicing learning to play pool and I have some really good teachers
6. Bad: I STILL have that shitty rap song in my head
7. Good: I found a sweeeet website with really random lists of things on it (i will post the link below)
8. Good: I got to see my friend Chelsea again before she goes to Costa Rica
9. Good: I have decided to stay through July at lowernine
10. Bad: I'm not sure if there will be room, but I have high hopes. 
11. Bad: I still cant find that usb chord!!!!
12. Good: I made everyone help clean our room and now its beautiful

Overall Verdict: GOOD week :)

P.S: Mudding: After the walls in a house have been sheetrocked/drywalled, there are seams in between which need to be filled for the wall to be smooth. Mudding is the process in which mud (limestone, water, a bunch of other components that make up a mud-like substance) is spread over the seams to fill them. The first step is putting mud in the cracks, and then a sort of tape over it, scraping out the excess, and covering the tape with a nother layer of mud to make it even with the wall.
The next step after mudding and sanding to make it even is then texturing the wall (it helps to cover any imperfections and it looks quite nice), then priming and painting it. However, if you are using tile on the walls it is not necessary to paint the walls or even texture them in the areas that will be covered. In that case, you would use cement backer board (which you screw into the wall or floor), cover that with thin-set (nickname for acrylic tile adhesive) and then lay your tiles. After which comes grout... I digress. Mudding comes long before tiling. 

Another good thing: my knee is almost better from when i scraped it! this means I can return to learning to bike :), which then hopefully will allow me to get to that job interview haha!

 

Saturday, February 28, 2009

14 (Is there something that you wanted from her? yes. And is there something that you needed from her? No...)

So last night was pretty interesting.
I didnt go to sleep until 7am... not sure why. but paul stayed up with me and we were talking through the night. it was suprising that there were about 5 people that were around at some point, you know, coming outside at 4am or something. but i really liked it, paul is a really cool kid  and we got to see the sun rise. the dawn light was pretty sweet and the sky was intense. 


Things I would like to deal with pretty soon:
1. get the shitty rap song in my head out finally
2. eat something 
3.this job stuff
4. emt/cpr/whatever
5. biking


Things I am content/happy with:
1. friday i had house duty which was a nice break from mudding
2. thursday i got to sheetrock
3. monday i get to do roofing... even though its with darren
4. my momma might come down next month to visit me
5. were having a bbq tonight


Im not excited about:
1. short term volunteers
2. working on the weekend
3. chelsea leaving
4. i still haven't found my usb chord 
5. its supposed to rain today


you know what? i dont give a shit who reads this. if no one does or if everyone i know reads it, i dont care. im not hiding anything. im obviously not going to write everything, let alone in detail, but im going to write whatever i want. paul just came by and i minimized the window and even though i wrote about him its not a bad thing, and its certainly no secret, so i dont know why i did that. i hate blogs. i really like it here. yesterday was kind of really strange though, over in the french quarter my friend john told me there was a drunk guy walking around with a gun who got arrested right on the corner. pretty strange. not to mention there was a shooting over on north rampart, which is really rare and out of the ordinary. i havent really heard anything about it aside from the shots. 


IT'S ABEL'S BIRTHDAY! HAPPY 101st ABEL :) 

ive made my final judgement about maine: it is full of baby-faced fighting men. hahaha. ohmygoshhhh 


i am hungry i have to go find food. 



Wednesday, February 25, 2009

13 (Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue?)

So work is pushed back an hour but ive been waking up every hour at least twice since 4. waiting to work. Mardi Gras was fun. the Zulu parade was awesome and i got some useless pony/unicorn on a stick. the parades were great and i got some awesome street food.
 we went out to eat at like 4, and i have no idea where. it was good though. and then i went to sleep at 6pm hahaha. the day was very... exhausting. we were going to get up at 9 and go back out, and most people stayed out a lot later than i did, but i think its probably for the best that i just went to sleep.. i just want to not deal with sillyness and go back to work. i got some good pictures but im sure other peoples are better cause i didnt get a lot of the guys in drag, which was hilarious. i have to find the connector cable for my camera. i promise pictures soon. 

Monday, February 23, 2009

12 (It's a wonderful day in the neighborhood)

So yesterday turned out pretty well, i started to practice riding a bike. it was not the biggest success but it was step one. Also, last night i had the most interesting and invigorating conversation in a long time. Well, it was mostly me listening to this guy talk about his viewpoints on the situation down here and about the system that we live in in general. he, i believe, was a steel worker, and so hes not only very knowledgable about his trade and contruction, but also very insightful about the way things work in america. we talked a lot about the cultural influence on food, work, and respect. and eventually he got to the issue of new orleans. 
now, the issue is quite complicated when you try to imagine all of the innerworkings of a city. however, in his carefully simplified metaphors he really hit some points on the head. the people here live in the closest state there is to anarchy. he explained a lot about the reasons for this, and how the real revolution is here because the people dont fight with guns and knives against "the man", but rather fight with hammers and shovels and make their own rules. new orleans really is where the change in the world is happening. people come here to be part of it. to help, to make a society completely ignored by the american system. and here it is really taking root. community gardens, volunteers and non profits controlling the housing and many small businesses, its amazing. people here have learned to expect nothing from the police, from the city, state, and federal governments. they tke what they need. people here live on ends meat- not to say that luxury is not desired, but people here understand the important things in life. i had never thought of new orleans as a revolution, as an anarchist-style society, but it is. it is so closed off from the rest of american culture it seems like a different world. i think this is also why i really love it here. now that i think about it and see a good deal of truth in it, it makes me feel much more attatched to what i am doing here, even mudding. 
we also talked a bit about the crack house about 2 blocks away that was burnt down right after Gustav. Before people were evacuated, someone tried and failed to burn it down. But right after, between when people evacuated and were returning, the house was burned. It was one or more peoples way of dealing with the problems in their own neighborhood. potentially sacrificing their freedom to send a message from the community that i was unwelcome. and like all attempts to overthrow something already in place, nothing will work perfectly. in this case i mean that the crack addicts moved into another house a ways away. however the dealing problems and the blatant drug use has dissapeared. 

another thing i just would like to recount quickly about the conversation last night was the topic of dissassociation from labor and information. many people want instant gratification, to use a computer or a car, but have no idea how to fix it or any understanding of how it works. thus they have no respect for the "lower class" who make it work for them. im not sure what point that has in this post, but i found it an interesting topic to consider. 

tomorrow is mardi gras day! we dont work and the first parade is at 8am. im pretty psyched cause its the zulu parade, which should be awesome. and tonight, im soooo excited to see the drag races up tupelo. its going to be sick. 

i feel really good today. really good. im even happy to go back to mudding this afternoon and fix someone else's really horribly shitty work. which i already had done but it was screwed up because someone missed some sheet rocking so then someone else redid my work.. and now i do it again. sweeet. but seeing miss viviana is always nice. she brings us coffee, tea, and hot chocolate every morning and she's very interested in how things work. she tries to be helpful too which is awesome. and last friday she got really excited seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, and she's already thinking about paint colors and tiles. which is the best feeling ever. 

Sunday, February 22, 2009

11 (I told you to be patient, i told you to be fine)

So this morning as i awake at 11:30, I find myself in a bad mood. im really dissapointed more than anything. i really wanted to see kristine, and i really wanted to see colin. and now thats not an option. and somehow i doubt that the opportunity will arise to see either of them again soon, or ever, or whatever. im really honestly bummed about it. 
my eyes are all swollen haha i hate that. well fuck it whatever its sunday and i have no reason to get out of bed anyway. anyone down here i would want to see isnt available, and i look like fucking shit, so yea. fuck me. i just want to go back to sleep. i just reread that, what a great chain of thought haha.

the fan is spinning
like a circus
blinding light
bags of gas
and nitrous tanks
flank the walls
walking through 
the dark red
bleeding from the ceiling
i feel weighted
to the floor

Saturday, February 21, 2009

10 (It's hard to remember we're alive for the last time)

So waking up at 10am is sleeping late. haha. so im charging my camera fianlly, ill throw some pictures up here soon. im going to get burgers now and then to apply for that job. hopefully after that ill be meeting up with kristine and john and colin and andrew. that would be sick. 

ive been listening to bon iver so much recently, theyre really awesome. if you dont know them you should. haha. im so hungryyyy.

im making progress. i kind of really dont feel like mudding come monday id rather sheetrock but im not sure if thats an option. heres hoping right. ok. pictures soon. 


a list of good smells (definitely not the whole list)
1. rain, 5 minutes before it comes down
2. fresh cut grass
3. hot cement or sand. 
4. italian food
5. anything being cooked at home
6. fire
7. chocolate and smoke
8. sleep smell, like in a bed
9. fresh hot laundry
10. issey miyake perfume for men. and women. 


ok food. now.

Friday, February 20, 2009

9 (I'm tired of trying, your teasing aint enough)

Finally friday!

So I was stuck in the cold bathroom all day. but i finished mudding everything i could in there. im kinda bummed i missed the muses parade last night, but it was 4 hours late. and im doing laundryyyy yea. and i also took the fastest shower ever, realizing once without clothes on that i didnt bring my towel into the bathroom. im such a pro, i used my laundry bag... and ran. haha.
my face is HOTTT

list of things i want to do this weekend:
see colin/other americorps people
get that job
learn to ride a bike
see a sweeet parade
hear some sick music, again




yes! im bored and this is what i thought of.

call me
let me get your number
lets go out
can i 
get in 
your pants
again
run those
d i g i t s
let me
feel you 
inside and
out
i want your 
body
i want to feel your
insides
with my
d i g i t s 
outside
lets go out
while i feel you
out
feel you
up
can i 
get your
d i g i t s

Thursday, February 19, 2009

8 (I'm just a soul whose intentions are good.. oh lord please dont let me be misunderstood)

if only you could bleed my blood
breathe my air 
swallow my spit 
eat my words
speak my code 
you are a master
of creating 
a thin air
between us



List of things I need to do this month:
1. get a job (crossing my fingers for saturday!)
2. learn to ride a bike, maybe get a bike
3. emt classes
4. drivers ed
6. pick up things im missing (ie a razor...gross haha)
7. excercise more
8. ^learn to spell better haha

my wrist hurts :( ok back to work i might update again tonight...

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

7 (You grace me with your cold shoulder, whenever you look at me i wish i was her)

AH. so we have finished the second coat of mud in one room. almost 2. this is good progress. 

im also an asshole who spends too much money. 


I have decided to compose a list of my fearrssssss:

1. being murdered, esp. by someone in my family. who knows why haha
2. falling/tripping while walking on the street
3. being useless
4. not making eye contact when its appropriate 
5. coming off as someone i am not
6. being overrated
7. being underrated
8. doing things poorly, especially physical things like sports
9. never being able to commit to a person. 
10. people overhearing me having a private conversation
11. making awful mistakes
12. living a cookie cutter life



the light hits the street
mosquitos chase us for blood
will it rain today?

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

6 (Oh these little rejections, how they add up quickly)

She looked at me, and her eyes said, "I already know. Please don't."

I found more of a zen today, listening to music and mudding. My qualms with this blog are weighing my mind. I really don't feel comfortable writing and publishing things on the internet about people and things when anyone could read it. i mean its really highly unlikely that a lot of people will be reading this blog, but at the same time im not going to be spilling out my heart when people here could totally find it and know all the contents of my brain.

however i did get to talk to gabby today and that was good. i also went to hi-ho last night, a really cool bar i had been too back in november. every monday night they have a bluegrass circle and the music was great, and after that there was another group of an accordian player, a cello player, and a banjo player/singer. they were so good, but they never said their name... 

i think im too much in my head. maybe aside from writing this as a blog ill just write shitty short stories and poems and such. i havent tried to cultivate any sort of creative endeavor in a looooong time so this might fail miserably. i havent written a story in years. so i dont know. i just dont know. i know that theres a lot going on in my head, and i need to get it out somewhere. the only thing is, is this blog the place?

Monday, February 16, 2009

5 (I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?)

It's colddd! And the fan is on... why? 
I forgot how awesome the Hari Krishna temple is in midcity, every sunday they serve free dinner. I went last night and it was so good. Today was also good, I got a nice 8 hours of thinking in while I was mudding.. I don't know, I really love this city. The colors, the people, everything. 

I totally forgot to call Lynn back, I got so busy. I'm still working on getting all my stuff settled in but I feel pretty good that it will get done soon. I did get to talk to erin though today, that was awesome. I had a song stuck in my head today though, it was so bad, for like two hours the only thing i could think about was the chorus to this stupid repetative song. Aside from that though it was cool. We worked with some people from DC who came down for the week, so mudding went by really quickly. They were all very nice and were pretty talkative too.

Amidst all the good things going on I feel a bit strange though, there's still some anxiety, I'm not sure why, I just want it to go away. What am I stressed about!! I really want to go to bonnaroo, i was looking at tickets today. I think it would be really easy to get from here to tennessee, and the lineup on the site is sick. I feel antsy right now. Oyyyyyy. Gotta find something to do. I also need to do more research on these EMT and driving classes. And figure out how I would get to them anyway. Too much!! haha. not really. Aight aight.. im done. 

Sunday, February 15, 2009

4 (I can't get you out of my head)

What a weekend....

Yesterday was very nice, my old team came, or at least 4 of them, and we spent the day together. Went to the french quarter and got some good food- I tried fried alligator haha. I went with them to Bourbon St, and it was pretty happening. Mardi Gras season is in full swing, and it was really neat to see everyone out in the street having a good time. I think I laughed more than I have in a long time too, I forgot some of the nice aspects of getting to spend so much time with some of the people from my old AmeriCorps team. I'm really hoping next weekend I get to see Colin, that would be awesome. Well anyway, after they left I went back out to Frenchmen and went to a bar that was plastered with murals of Bob Marley and had great reggae. I also got a sweeeet gift from D, a funny bumble-bee type thing. Best Valentines day everrrrrr hahaha.. no I was honestly hardly aware of it. 

Today was much more laid back, but really nice weather. It was a bit cooler (I know... SO interesting haha) and I took a good walk. I love the colors here, the vibe, everything about it down here just seems perfect. I feel like I could really just stay forever. The contrast of affluence is a little overwhelming and depressing at times, but I find when I'm working it doesn't even enter my mind. I feel ready for the week, and I'm also pretty relieved I haven't had an issue waking up early after over a month of sleeping like a bum. I also talked to Lynn a bit, and it was good to hear her. I should call her back soon..

Oy vey, the only thing that irritates me is just the thick air, I can tell its taking time for me to adjust. Lame. It's pretty different here at l9 this time, ryan told me i had come in november in something of a "golden age". If thats the case and it won't be like that now, I'm glad I got to experience it but I'm also not so sad, just because its always different depending on the group of volunteers. However I'm not generally the type to stay in on a saturday night playing scrabble... but there are lots of people here who wouldn't either, so whatever. I think the atmosphere in the main area of the house is abit more formal, I'm not sure I would just be completely comfortable doing whatever in here. I also think the people right now, at least some of them, are a lot more introverted and private, and certainly outwardly a little judgemental. But of course, I don't quite know them as of yet so I am not in a position to say. Aside from that aspect the house is a little different, and definitely the way things work seem to be a bit different. The priority of keeping the house clean and the energy level to a lower max isn't really such a bad call either, it was really rowdy here last time. It does seem quite a bit more segregated in terms of who is friends and hangs out and all the rest of it, I'm really not a fan of that. I think the clique-ish aspect is really juvenile and a detriment to the organization. But I also don't think its too extreme, and I haven't been here long enough to really judge. This is just my observation at the point, and I'm sure over the next months different things will unfold. Everything just takes time. 

Oh, another extreeeemely exciting bit of news: I am GOING to learn to ride a bike!!! and also hopefully learn to drive. but first, the bike. I've also been looking for a job, to no avail. Hopefully something will pan out, but everyone wants you to have a lisense (I cannot spell that word for my life) and a car, both of which I am lacking. :(

Alright, back to sitting quietly in the main room along with everyone else haha...