enigma_entity

Sorry I have been unable to get to a computer everyone. This journal entry is going to be long considering it is my first one this year. Well, as you may have known, while in colorado springs, I started getting a bit on the ansy side. So I did what I felt I had to do. I put a map up on the wall behind me and threw a dart. It landed on New Orleans and three days later I was here. That was the second (?) week of February. I stayed in a hotel for about five days and then got mugged in the French Quarter. They got my ID, my Social Security Card, and about $1700. So for about a week, I was homeless and broke and knew nobody. It was obvious to me that even though it got off to a bad start, I was not going to give in and run back to CS. There is a whole world out there that I just can't wait to see. Anyway, back to my story. This girl I met decided to let me stay at her place provided I get a job and pay her $50/week. I figured that was better than being homeless, so I accepted. Little did I know that the place she lived in was essentially a Crack house, with no heat, stove, or hot water. I sucked it up, howver because it was the best offer I had, and continued to pay. I stayed for three weeks but then got kicked out one morning when I did not have any money (not rent, just extra cash) and she wanted to buy more heroin. Then she realized that the money I gave her per week was not even enough to support her habit for one day. I viewed it as I was paying half of their rent, but I had no say in the matter. Any way, I frequent a strip club that I occasionally pick up shifts at on Bourbon Street and brought my stuff there. I explained to the bartender and some of the other staff there what the situation was. And then I had a place to stay. So I have been partying pretty heavily for sometime, which is great and have gone through three jobs so far. Mardis Gras was not nearly as fun as I thought, but it may just be because I had a bad day that day and just wanted to get drunk. I am going to be picking up more shifts at the bar and I will be getting interviewed for more jobs tomorrow. I decided that I will stay here until the end of Jazzfest which is allegedly supposed to be very cool. Well, what happened with all of you while I was gone? Until next time...