Read the last 6 bits of sleepless scrawling.

thursday, 29th september, 2005
11:45	weblog that-a-way Due to the amazing alive-ness of my dear webserver skirt the fourth, you may now read adventures and pictures over at egobsd. You can also add the livejournal feed candice_feed or use rss. I have about sixty pictures from heading into orleans parish yesterday that need cropping and uploading and culling and such nonsense. Will post them there later on. (write about this)
tuesday, 27th september, 2005
22:44	It's so comforting to go home and still smell like bar. I miss bars a lot lately. A friend of mine who is here for the moment found this awesome little green bar in Covington. Now if only the St. Tammany people would lay off the stupid curfew, everything is open here and all the power's on, all the roads are clear. I'm crazy homesick lately. I need to go back across the lake and settle up with my landlady and all that nonsense, do one last sweep of my house to make sure I haven't forgotten anything there, and take out some more trash. Probably going to print myself up some business cards and talk my way into the CBD if I can. I need to go visit the lab and check on skirt and the state of my sister's artwork and my work notebooks. (And my couch. Might need it at some point.) The radio here has recently started playing music. For a while all we had was the Diva - it is rebroadcasting the Baton Rouge Diva, which is significantly less gay than the New Orleans one, but still really goddamn perky. After seeing slidell and metairie, I needed the Diva. Especially after getting all built up by finding out my whole neighborhood was dry and finding half the shingles on the front of the house missing. I nearly drank the hot vodka I had left in my kitchen cabinets, straight, no chaser, at ten o' clock in the morning. The oh shit, I have nowhere to live moment. Anyway, WWNO came back on the air, and WRNO started playing rock music today. Others may be online too - I haven't checked the whole dial yet. Some little small shred of normal. ( 5 scribbles| write about this)
sunday, 18th september, 2005
20:38	eden isles I went out to my aunt and uncle's house today, to help pack stuff up to bring into storage. It was so sad going through there, because they have to gut the entire place except the ceilings and rebuild it all. Noriko kept the place absolutely spotless, and now it's all covered in mud. It was Tommy's dream house, a house on the water with a dock and all that. They are actually built up to around 12 feet above sea level, and still managed to get more than four feet of water inside the house. I took a bunch of pictures there, too, and some more when we went back to Metairie yesterday to get my furniture, and since I've exhausted both my upload limit and my patience for loading things with flickr, I just dumped the entire set onto my house account, this goes all the way back to the night before the storm hit here. Yesterday I finally managed to find my dog's favorite toy, which I couldn't find before we left or friday when I went back. It's the little things, you know? (The red bone is her favorite.) http://www.csh.rit.edu/~candice/katrina-all/ ( 2 scribbles| write about this)
friday, 16th september, 2005
16:57	home I went home today. It's not pretty. I'm lucky that I can get my things, apparently the roof caved on the other side of my house, and that apartment is toast. The ceilings are pretty threatening and the roof is tarped over, and there are shingles everywhere. The whole area looks a lot worse than it does on tv, everything has roof damage and there are waterlines on houses and businesses. I haven't ventured into the city itself yet, going to wait until it's less closed. Going to have to look for somewhere else to live, and quickly. http://flickr.com/photos/45499740@N00/sets/960311/ (write about this)
wednesday, 14th september, 2005
17:52	August 29th 2005, 4am The wind has been howling all night, and random branches and pinecones and crap have been hitting the roof and rolling for hours. The house powers down, and we hear the terrible UPS death noise. BEEP-BEEP-BEEP. BEEP-BEEP-BEEP. Someone has to go out to the shed to flip the switch to change circuits over to the generator. Today at 5:30pm, the power came back on. Oh central air! Turning lots of stuff on without the lights going dim! We got a times-picayune delivered here today too. I don't think I've ever been so happy to see the paper before. Now I just have to get into my house. (write about this)
thursday, 8th september, 2005
14:13	pictures!!! Our DSL came back today. We still don't have power, but I have bandwidth, so now I can work, and upload pictures of water and tree carnage and my poor trapped car. Here is a flickr set, patience and I don't have enough time to make the fancy auto-post for a set. http://flickr.com/photos/45499740@N00/sets/910408/ ( 2 scribbles| write about this)