So shoot me,

Dearest Readers,

It has been a long time since I have written anything on this blog. Well a lot of things have happend since my last entry. First off I am sorry that I kept you guys out of the loop. Well I have been busy with holidays and me going to support groups. So when I do find time to write I get side-tracked and totally lose intrest. Well a few things have changed since my last post. First I have stopped drinking. Yeah I have stopped for now, a good 21 days since I last tasted alcohol. And you know what, it feels awesome. I have actually lost some weight and I am no longer as swollen as I used to be. Why I quit drinking is a choice I made. I realized that I could of been an alcoholic, but rather than admitting I have a problem, I decided to stop.

Well, aside from my abstinating of Alcohol. I have been busy being more socialable. I have been working on a new story idea. My latest idea is following or learning about the tailgate culture here in Houston. Doing so, I have followed people's tailgating and learned a few secrets that could be used for my next book. So I think. Well I think that so far, tailgating is basically fans who don't want to spend a lot of money on Beer inside the stadium.

Well, some tailgating things are great, while others I feel as if I am an outsider looking in.

So anyway, I have decided to follow tailgate. I have also been busy looking for a publisher. So far, I haven't one that really impresses me. I am still writing but I am mostly writing notes for my book.

Well, I have seen a few old friends that I haven't seen in ages and told them the news about my sobriety. I saw my first love, a few weeks ago, which was great except that I made a total ass out of myself. She wasn't mad, but I could tell that mom was. She is so understanding, Stephie. She is working so hard to get recognized in the fashion industry. She works for such prestigious cliental,that I am surprised that I am not seeing her on any of those glamour magazines.

Well, one thing that struck me with Stephanie, is that she is so relaxed and that she smells like lilac. Its a nice smell, but when she dresses up, when she meets clients, she looks really sexy. When its just the two of us,she dresses, Annie Hall like, wearing a tie and button shirt. It's kind of weird but she still looks good either way.
She asked me something that really stuck to me,she asked If I still had feelings for her. That question really made me think, do I? Well, she told me she had strong feelings for me but didn't know what to do. I told her I wish I had the answer quickily. My heart had told me, she was meant for me, but my brain can't stand the long distance part. So I had told her I needed to think it over.

Aside from Steph's arrival. I dealt with a major loss.A friend, I met at one of my support groups, who was battling, the same problems, that I faced died. It was a huge loss for me , cause she seemed to understand me more than anybody else. I didn't react to her death until a Sunday. Then I felt like my whole body was drained. That really hurt and I feared I may of stepped into psychosis. So I became alienated and oblivious to anyone or anything surrounding me. So I thought write about it.

Well anyway, My grandma is in town. I am happy that she is, that way I can raise hell but also be good at the same time. We are still the greatest of friends but sometime she acts like she is getting old. I never found that. Well I am thrilled she is spending X-mas with us. So is my uncle, so we can truly have a X-mas to remember.

I am ready to start my day. I hope that this is all I have to say for now. Once again, I am sorry for not writing anything sooner. I promise to write more the next time.
For now, bye.

A Day A Night A Whole Fiasco.

I first wanted to say that I had an eventful weekend. I of course figured I can write about it without fear of persecution and fear of getting beat up again. This past weekend, I was in my first fight. Of course I didn't fight back I just left. Some people just want to start trouble and even though the idea of fighting is a terrible idea. I didn't fight back. The whole fight was started by being with a crowd that didn't even want me there in the first place. I only went to the group because a friend called and told me to come. I realized that if I wasn't in the group with them, I wouldn't feel sore.

I knew when I arrived I didn't belong and I wanted to leave before getting there but I was being nice and thought it was ok to just visit the group. I learned that the group had one guy who was a total asshole and that he had a short fuse. The guy started by insulting me and basically belittling me and I would react calmly by just laughing it off and didn't think about it. Then I had to open my mouth and say jokingly Screw You. I had enough of being insulted and I thought he was going to laugh. Well he took that as an insult and started hitting me. I had told him I was simply joking and I didn't want to fight. Well, he didn't see my sense of humor and started punching me. I knew I could of fought back but I was worried I would get in trouble myself with the law. So I decided to let the guy hit me. Once I was on the ground, he started kicking me in the ground and hit my back. He seemed like he was happy that he fought me. And basically put me down. I never felt so angry in my life.

When I was getting up I told my friend, take me home. She took me home and I told her that I will never go back to a college football game on that campus especially if you call and invite me. I don't trust you and I know I don't belong with her clique. She seemed oblivious that I didn't feel comfortable there. I left and went home. I was to tired and especially sore. But I felt angry and sad that I didn't fight back.

I called my mom, to tell her about the fight and she told me I did the right thing. So that made me feel better but I felt as if I hurt my manhood. So I didn't think much of the fight, I told my dad when he came home from work that night and he also said I did the right thing but I still felt as if I should of at least had one swing.

Now its Monday and I still feel upset. I began to ask random people whether I did the right thing or not. A few said that I did the right thing while a small portion was undecided. So I figured it was easier not to dwell on it.

I just wish my emotions were able to control myself. Cause I feel extremely angry and really sad that I was in a fight and I didn't swing back.
But being a pacifist is who I am and thats what the Buddhists believe in. So I did right. Painfully, and true, If I swung back he would of got me more.

Oh well. I am still sore and won't be fully back to myself for a while. But for now, I am just going to avoid the people and the campus.
I am going to stick to Rice University.

Well,I will write more today but for now dad needs the computer.

Stewie is a Grown Man.

You agree with me. What the Duce. Stewie Griffin has grown up and was dry humped by actress Drew Barrymore. I always wondered what the hell could I say. This picture has made me laugh and I figured what the hell.

Taking a picture or at least how do I find the Flash.

How Do I Work This Camera

Luigi

Doesn't Luigi look curious to realized that his brother was a flammer.

Super gay Mario

This Picture is by far the strangest one I have ever seen. Take Gay Pride and Add it to Mario. This pic was submitted by my friend Jillian.

Youppi and Bob Gainey a match made in Heaven.

Well since the Expos left, Youppi needed a job, so how about being with Bob Gainey as a member of the Canadiens. We will always praise Youppi for he is so cool. And no Youppi is not muppet he is a really cool mascot. He is better than the Philli Phinatic. Youppi is one who makes me laugh and he is a good friend to me. So I thought what better way to welcome Youppi to the Canadiens hockey club by being with General Manager Gainey. Way to Go Youppi you rock. He will help the Habs clinche there Stanley Cup this year. So Go for the Gold with my hero, Youppi

Youppi

Fully Dressed is Youppi

i thought this was halarious with Ralph Wiggum. 

Thanks for my friend Ben for sending me this e-mail

Elmo has been spotted again. My friend Ben DeFrancisco has sent me a great picture of Elmo with Natalie Portman. Way to go Ben and I am posting your e-mail and this halarious pic and caption of Laura and Big Bird and Elmo

Glamour and Dogs.

I saw a show today "The Fabulous Life of Celebrity Pets" and I have been convinced that Maxine needs a look to make her look girly. I know that I should be happy that she is my puppy but I want or need to give her a makeover. I like the way she looks and maybe since she is my baby doghter but I want her to be pampered and look good for Saturday's football game. If I can get Maxine the look of AWW How Cute. know I will achieve something. I am thinking of what she needs is a wardrobe like Tinkerbell but without the whole glamour hoopla. I am thinking maybe I get her clothes for when she goes out with me. I mean she is fine, without any fancy clothes but something that shows people she is a pretty lady dog. I am thinking of what Maxine needs is a beautiful dress or a puppy raincoat if it rains.

I will check out clothes at PetSmart and see how much they are so I can makeover the dog. I was thinking of doing this while she gets groomed. I am thinking if she wore a hat or something adorable, then chicks will like that. I want dress her like my little baby. I have thought also of going to Resale shops and find some baby clothes for a 2 yr old. She would look cool and would fit my budget. I know what your all thinking but if she looks good I assume I will to. But I also know I shouldn't dress her just because she is a dog. But her look could change people's perspective on what I am as her father.

I know I shouldn't be making a big deal out of the thing but I am just thinking of the perspective. I always think she looks cute but with a girly thing she could look really adorable. I am just thinking of what should she look like and how she should behave if I take her out to the world. Its just a fantasy but I want her to represent me,and have girls all stare at her and think she is good.

Well aside from the Glamour of the dog, I am thinking of clothing myself I am trying to revamp my sense of style. I am thinking I want to look like someone my age rather than looking like a bum always wearing a T-shirt and jeans. I want to look modern and 25. I have many t-shirts and I always look sloppy even if the shirt is clean. I have to think of ways to change my style without going over the budget. I have a large selection of dress shirts and jeans but I want something that can easily designed for a modern hot male like me. I am thinking I should start Ironing my clothes once they are out of the dryer,but I am thinking of what can I do. I also have to shave everyday and wear better socks then the socks I have normally. I realize that I shouldn't over do my new look but I just want to stop being single and look good at the same time. I am trying to figure out what is a great look for me. I have finally lost the weight that was bulging me and I am eating right but I just want something that makes me look hot. I have seen so many average looking people get hot women and I feel envious. Its just me but I am tired of looking plain. I am trying to find something that looks good. I hate that I feel ugly with a world of pretty people but thats me.

I sometimes explore myself and wonder do I have the right look. I tend to neglect the fact that sometimes my look is that of a yucky man. I also realize I have to much body hair but I don't want to shave my whole body but I just want to be clean cut and look good. Its just a personal belief I have. I also want to stop having black heads on my nose and have a good haircut. I am trying to think of what and how I should look. I want to look like a GQ model but right now I look like a D&D Quarterly. I am just trying to find something I can do to look good. I have thought of ways to change my look and afford good clothes to match the body. Hmm! I can quit smoking,but its hard. I am also trying to find ways to quit without killing me. I have ideas but I am trying to solve the issue. Once I quit smoking maybe the tan on my hand will fade away. I doubt it,but I am just seeking some solution to help quit. I hate to that I am so image conscious but I hate being single.

Well anyway, I am going to start a new project today and I will keep you up to date on it.

Again a thought.

Jack Kerouac and François

Hey readers,
I have thought of this before and have mentioned in previous entries that I am the Kerouac incarnate. Jack and I seem to find more paralles then before. I have slowly discovered that Kerouac has taken over my life and that we are so closely similar. I figured that once I get my book published I will need to have a group of bizarre poets and hang out with them just to get my way across. I figured that Jack and I have another thing in common, Kerouac's mother was named Gabrelle mine is Danielle freaky. Both Jack and I don't drive but we both know how to. We are both severe drunks who are friends with some poets. I figured that Kerouac and I have a few other things, we both seek the wisdom of something higher up. He has been a great source and role model for me. I have always admired Jack and I began to explore more about him and found that he too was Mentally Ill. I find these similarities and that I am closely related to Kerouac then I thought.

I can easily dub myself the NEXT Kerouac. I joked with my friends that I am possibly an idealist but the more I look into meditation and rencarnation. I am slowly believing that I am a closely an idealist like Jean Louis. Its ideal that it could be the similarities but I find these similarities closer to me then usual. I think if I put my imagination together I can find that Neal Cassidy could closely be Michael. But I haven't really pictured the two but I will examine further.

I began to explore the scopes of aggie jokes

I have a great friend, two of them actually who both went to Texas A&M and well they figured they were both smart enough to leave because of that wimpy storm Hurricane Rita. Both of them also figured out that my best friend is at U.T. so they sent him a copy of this halarious picture of Aggie Education really screwing up.

So when you figure out the two dumb things about Aggies, come to realize that U.T. fans will have more fuel to add to the bonfire.

Trust Me A&M may be very good education but they should stop and think before they post plywood.

Elmo Contest take pictures and find pictures of Elmo.

Elmo and Weird Al Yancovic
Kick off the new contest. Where and who is with Elmo?

Some people have asked me what happend to the weekly wacky caption contests and well I haven't had time to find any and I have been busy working.

So I have found a new way to do it. I have created Where or Who's with Elmo. Elmo you know the lovable Seasme Street Muppet who loves to be tickled. Well now we have it. The first picture is of Weird Al and Elmo.

Wereceived a few funny pictures that I thought were aptly approperate to put on
the blog. Today I have finally saw one of the strangest Elmo celebrity sightings
and I have a picture of Elmo with Weird Al. I really think the picture is to
weird to even for me and Weird Al but hey its an Elmo sighting so any pictures
of Elmo is worth posting. So I am creating a new portion of the Where is Elmo
now. If you have a picture of Elmo feel free to e-mail it to me and I will post
it once I have it. For now the first picture is Elmo and Weird Al Yancovic I
have.

This kicks off the beginning of my new picture contests who have been seen with Elmo. I figured its a great way to find many other fans of the lovable muppet. If you have pictures of other muppet characters and celebs or just you you can also send them in to. So begin with Where and Who Is Elmo with?

Contest begin starting October 5th and ends January 5th 2006

Ok Ok Ok

What an eventful week this has been.
I truly feel like things have begun as like normally as possible.
Random Generated Thoughts projected on to words on my thoughts journal.
I began to explore the depths of truths and uncovered the reality of whats missing. I discovered that I was missing happiness and surrounded by feeling of being confused. I began to feel weird. There was a void I was looking for and I had no real answer for it. I felt like I needed to solve that void with something but what. I began to examine myself with questions. Do I do this with humor, do I do it with philososphy , with my meditation. I begin to ask the questions of what or who the hell am I? I am still plagued with these thoughts. I have slowly felt my heart beating faster and faster.

I know I don't have all the answers but I am learning to find an answer. Today I am sitting here trying to understand me. What am I? I have an idea but I have no answer. I am confused with my thoughts. I am so to the point with my thoughts. Its like I am surrounded with a feeling of an immediate rush. I am an acting like an idiot in the world. I am not a stranger but I am not a fool but I am just being me.


What am I doing but writing. This is just my mind rambling with my medication but I feel still different. I feel very questionable. I am unable to answer my simple questions I am stuck in this mode what is wrong with me. Why do I feel trapped? I feel liked I am caged inside. I need an escape go back into a dillusional state or die trying. I am without boundries my mind is so full of energy its caving in.


My skin is really ready to leash out and ready to be primal. I am human but I feel like I should be a caveman. I feel like screaming but I have no voice. What the hell is wrong with me today. I started off without taking any wellbutrin and now i just feel so clear but its so wierd. What is this drama that I am waiting for and that I am still getting it. I am free to express myself.


Free my thoughts to explain this. This was just how my mind wrote today it has no meaning but to me. So if you don't need an explination just read it to see how I wrote a free base of ideas of words randomly picked to make sentences. Its my version of a lyrical device like Howl by Allen Ginsburg.

but anyway i am sorry i haven't written in a while. I will explain later how I feel.

I began to start my job.

I have been working on taking pictures of before the storm and I have finished two rolls of film. It made me think of the John Waters Film Pecker. Which I am watching right now. Pecker is a great comedy even though I do find most of Waters films sick and demented here the film seems normal and just bizarre.

Well the storm is about to hit in a few hours and we are still staying in Houston. The mass media has said that this is a terrible thing going to happen. I am beginning to think if I take a lot of pictures maybe one day they will be printed. I came across a few pictures of Dad's boss Patricia Hearst and I am thinking I should do articles for another Hearst newspaper just like dad but I am so focused on writing stories on these pictures. I figured my talent is used in the two mediums that I am good at. Photography and writing. If I do well with one I can always use the other to help build my career.

I am mostly a digital photographer but I can use regular cameras. I just think if I found that digital is easier to use for the fact there is no darkrooms. I had so much trouble working in a dark room. So I would let professionals take care of that or the local drug store.

I guess I am going to work on taking more pictures. One of my favorite pictures is the one of Patty Hearst with a gun. I think I want to aim at the image. I want to have a career of web based photography.

Hey you always wondered why am I bloggist, this cool book I just finished reviewing could possibly explain the whole reason.
Reporters Without Borders on Blogging Anonymously Reports Without Borders has shipped a free guide for "Bloggers and Cyber-Dissidents" on publishing anonymously without getting fired, imprisoned or executed.

Bloggers need to be anonymous when they are putting out information that risks their safety. The cyber-police are watching and have become expert at tracking down "trouble- makers." This handbook gives advice on how to post material without revealing who you are ("How to blog anonymously," by Ethan Zuckerman). It's best of course to have the technical skills to be anonymous online, but following a few simple rules can sometimes do the trick. This advice is of course not for those (terrorists, racketeers or pedophiles) who use the Internet to commit crimes. The handbook is simply to help bloggers encountering opposition because of what they write to maintain their freedom of expression. However, the main problem for a blogger, even under a repressive regime, isn't security. It's about getting the blog known, finding an audience. A blog without any readers won't worry the powers-that-be, but what's the point of it? This handbook makes technical suggestions to make sure a blog gets picked up by the major search-engines (the article by Olivier Andrieu), and gives some more "journalistic" tips about this ("What really makes a blog shine," by Mark Glaser).
Some bloggers face the problem of filtering. Most authoritarian regimes now have the technical means to censor the Internet. In Cuba or Vietnam, you won't be able to access websites that criticise the government or expose corruption or talk about human rights abuses. So-called "illegal" and "subversive" content is automatically blocked by filters. But all bloggers need free access to all sites and to the blogosphere or the content of their blogs will become irrelevant


Being a freelance journalist, I always tend to find a great story. This week, I am working on Hurricane Rita, which is supposed to hit Houston or Galveston later this week. Matter of fact, this story is a great idea focus on whats life on a hurricane path. I started off thinking maybe the storm wouldn't hit Houston but now I am listening to a bombardment of stories saying the storm is near and I feel more confused. Should I rely on the main stream media or should I still believe the storm won't hit us. That to me is a matter of discussion. I will discuss as soon as possible hopefully we will have power soon.

So it has been a long time.

Well for starters I am happy that I finally have the chance to post a blog. I have been busy with working with NOAH and with my new job. I kind of like my new job but I am still questionable about whats going on. I am doing well health wise. The weather is a bit hot and I still am stuck being inside but I am learning to accept it slowly.

So I am doing a lot of thinking and well let me tell you about my new job. My job entitles me to follow around people and get there pictures done. Its basically its find actractive people and ask them to pose for a picture for a major magazine. I love the job because it helps connect with a Houston's cool people. The job at times seems like its so boring but I am really working hard in keeping the job. The only down side of the job that I've found is sometimes people are skeptical of getting there pictures taken. I am learning the ropes so I can eventually become one of the photographers. I am learning that my job has become simple and easy to handle. I work mostly on the weekends which is great so I can focus on my Duties at NOAH. The job seems ideal but at times it feels like the job I do at NOAH doesn't mean anything and that I can leave it alone and ignore it.

Right now, I am at home writing.Watching the Texans vrs Steelers I am pretty sure that the Texans will lose but it seems like a game worth watching. Maybe I should pull for my hometown team but I am still doubtful. I am pretty excited that I am able to feel better even though part of me wishes I could go outside. I am going to try to figure out what can I do today. I am learning to save my money for this weekend. I am thinking whats a good way to save my money. I took some pictures that I am going to load up. And once I am connected on my computer I will show them to you all.

Well I am going to start writing my release today so I will write back another time. Whenever that will be.

It has been a long week.

what a long time since I have written something. I have for once been feeling like I have done some of the stupid things in life and every time I feel like I have done something right I manage to take a dumb ass approach to things. I for one I have felt like things are finally back to normal. I have been working on my project and well the project has somewhat overwhelmed me. I am doing something rather than feeling awful about it. I have learned about human structure and behavoiral patterns. What makes things easy is that I am not the only one to feel this sudden burst of stupidity my own parents have too.

Last week, I was bombarded with media coverage of the Hurricane and I was feeling guilty that I wasn't doing anything to help. I felt that somewhat helpless and I needed to do something but what could I do without being sick. For one thing if I went to the Astrodome, I would of gotten sick and feel really tired real quick. I decided to put my best foot forward and help the Hurricane Victims in the best way I know how. By helping musicians. New Orleans has a great deal of musicians and well they need help finding new places to live and shelter. So I decided to help the group NOAH. Which has been a great relief and well that feeling of shame has slowly become a feeling of accomplishing something. I began by going to there meeting and when they assigned people to do things, I signed up to be the Logistic Coordinator. Sounds like something I can do, create lists and call people, I have done that for a while and well I am glad that I have assigned myself to do it. As logistic coordinator, I still have no idea what to expect and how to do most of the things. I have been told to wait for more information before I start doing the project. I am already working on no plan. How far can I go without a plan? Makes me think of Shrub,he had no plan when he attacked Iraq so pretty much I am playing it by ear. Terrible example, but its what I am leading to.

Speaking of doing a job that I have no idea what I am doing, I am also working on borrowed computers. Not fun when my own laptop is being repaired. So again, I am doing work half/ass. The best part of my job of helping people is that I feel busy and it keeps me from feeling guilty. Being Dumb though thats just something I have been focusing on for a while.

Last week, I went to the UH Oregon game and well I decided to find a group who would accept me. I didn't really find a group nor did I feel like I was doing anything to be part of a group, but I still felt like I should TRY to find some people for a story I am writing. Well while at the tailgate I ran into a group of fraternity brothers from the Phi Delta Theta and they told me a little bit of there fraternity and there troubles and well I thought ok these people sound like people I can easily relate to. I was part of a group that wasn't really accepted and was a trouble maker and I made average grades so I thought heck, just hang out with them and see what happens. Well at the tailgate everything was great and I sort of felt hey these guys aren't so bad till I met one guy who really hated outsiders and he really had a short temper. I felt threatened by this guy and I didn't want to step on anybody's toes but I had to figure out what is going on. I later read a story about this particular fraternity and there practices and read that the same guy with a short fuse was arrested for Assault. I then realized thank god I left. So I knew I didn't belong with a group of deliquents. Trying hard to piece these things together I learned quickily that I had to solve my story quickly. I called a few of the brothers who accepted me and told them I am working on a story about Fraternity Culture in America., They seemed interested and I told them it would be a great idea to hear there imput. After all, I had to be fair, I couldn't think of a fraternity story without talking with a fraternity. So I decided to wait out and organize my ideas and see what can I say without hurting anyone. Well tomorrow I will imbark on the first leg of the story. Getting to know if they will help me. I am still scared to death that they will hurt me and beat me up, but I want to accomplish this story before Holliween.
So if I have a few broken bones and fractures, you know the story didn't run so well.
Scared yes,motivated yes but deciding to do it for the fun of a great story who knows. I will be happy once its published.
I will let you the blog readers be the first to read the story.
Then I will send it out to the brothers. Who knows it maybe a great time to meet new people.

Well I am going to continue with working with NOAH till I have an answer.

How Do I Confess of something. I didn't really do so badly.

Today, my parents went out to the store and went to the gallery. I received 20. b ucks yesterday as part of my allowance. Well I told my mom I had a ride home yesterday from J.D. but I decided to take a cab home. I could of waited for dad afterwork but I realized,I don't think he would of wanted to give me a ride after working. So I spent my allowance on a cab ride back. I know, I should of at least felt better if I took a cab home since if I left with Jillian, I would of been home around 5 am. I didn't feel like waiting for that long. So if I tell them the truth maybe they will understand.I was invited to spend the night at her place but I had to take my meds so I left. I had one of those terrible withdrawn feelings, that happen when I am without my meds for so long.

The cab cost me 22.50 I gave Jaba (the cab driver) a 2 dollar tip. He was a nice guy, but I didn't do anything wrong but I feel like that if I tell my parents that I spent my money on a cab they would lecture me,saying you know you could of gotten a ride from one of us. I left at exactaly 11:45 before midnight when the rate would be increased by a dollar. I feel like that yes, I spent my money on a cab. I should of done better with my money but I was thinking it was safer than riding METRO plus walking downtown to the Chron building wouldn't be safe either. So I decided it was easier to take a cab.

I am planning on telling my parents the truth and see if they will give me some pity. I am trying to think, what can I do to ease my finaicial debt.

Well, anyway, i am sorry that I haven't written in a while. A lot of things have been going on. For starters, Katrina has been a major problem. The hurricane , has totally wiped out New Orleans and every refugee is staying in the Houston area. Our neighborhood has been the refugee camp. Its really sad that these people lost everything. I begin to think of Aunt Betty and Uncle Randy who also lost everything. I pray that they can get back on there feet and move on. The news is covering the story 24/7 and well I am seeing the same footage I saw a day ago. The whole storm has effected everyone I know personally. I myself am sad seeing those refugees and people who haven't showered or gotten the right medical treatment due to lack of supplies. The storm although its overwith has greatly impacted all of us.

Dad even though he won't admit it, is very depressed that he lost the city he calls home. He struggles everyday listening to the news to hear whats the latest. I know that deep inside Dad wants to cry and release his frustration,but he is masking it very well so no one knows when he will snap. I am always out of the way so I don't do anything to trigger his depression. We are acting like we are in Pins & Needles. The weather in Houston has become very humid and hot so I have resulted in staying inside or in my office. With the humidity its I am having trouble breathing and I have stomach aches worse than before. The humidity is no picnic for the refugees either.
I am doing my share to help, organize a fundrasier to help the victims. Since I can't help them personally without getting sick, doing this will help me a lot more. Well, I am going to reorganize my closet. I will write more when I have the chance.