I got bourbon faced on shit street.

Soooooooooooooo.

New Orleans 2:

Bourbon st. Took the trolley from le hostel to drunkfaceland. Drank a hand grenade that came in a cool cup that we ended up losing later on. Was told to "be careful" many times. Dru and I walked back and forth drinking beers and checking out the half nakeds outside the strip clubs. Got pretty drunk. Met a broke dude named Couzan, bought him a beer, and told him I loved him a couple times. Drank more beer. Met two dudes (Willy and Tim) and they took us to a bar with 5 dollar pitchers, which Andrew and I monopolized. I think there were 4-ish all together....but things started getting fuzzy. Tim and Willy kept commenting on how pretty I looked, which wasn't even creepy since I was so trashed that I was convinced that I was the hottest piece of ass in town. Wasteyface! Andrew got completely shit faced, some d-bag started giving me some shit about joining the airforce ("I can't, I'm Jehovah's Witness"), and then it was time to go. Somehow I drunkenly managed to drag Dru to the trolley stop and then completely blacked out. Passed our stop but somehow got to le hostel. Dru slept and I hung out with hostel kids. Came back to just long enough to drink more, smoke a joint outside the church, and then blackout again. Navigating the hostel when brain dead is difficult, but some dude helped me even though I was a drunk bitch (I don't actually remember this, but dude told me this morning). And now I'm broke and can't do it all over again. Sad.

Needless to say, this place is fucking awesome. Lots of shit to photograph, leaving me torn between actually getting to Oregon or getting an apartment and an awesome camera here. Conundrum.

Today we walked around the French Quarter in search of food for about 2 hours. I really want a daiquiri but lack the funds. People start drinking here when they wake up. My cigarettes were 7 bucks. I hope things get better in old Sta for everyone. We're actually couch surfing in a couple days in Oklahoma city (woot). I need to make a mix for Leda and Nick and mail shit and print out pictures to use as postcards. I miss everyone.