New Orleans is the shit and a half.
I drive to new orleans... then we get to the hotel.. wait.. and then go see RADIOHEAD!! eep. Man. Radiohead was... dun dun dun... AMAAAAZZZIIIIIING.. man, you do not understand. Then I went home and went to sleep.
got up fairly early, walked around the French Quarter going to various shops and whatnot. We went to the graveyards and took a bunch of pictures cause they're really cool. Went to this shop called Gargoyles(guess what kind of store it is) and got a silver vinyl skirt that laces up the entire back of it and is soo hot on me. hmm...
then we went to more places in the french quarter and then tower records and they had a bazillion cheesy horror movies so i got like 5 and the guy there told me to go to this shop called "Second Skin".. and so me and my mom went there.
And it was a sex shop.
So we looked at all the cool stuff and the guy that works there was following us around and turned to my mom and was like, "ok, are both of you ladies at least 21?" and my mom was like, "um.. I am... but she's my daughter.. we'll leave if you need us to" and he was like, "no, it's cool, i just needed to know."
so we talked to him a bunch and he was totally freaking awesome and talked about how he has a nun fetish. hahhah. so we talked about all the different crazy fetishes there are and other stuff and he showed us this book called "encyclopedia of unusual sex practices" and... it was awesome and we bought it.
then we.. went to the hotel i think, cause we were tired.
we didn't really do much yesterday.. we went to a couple shops and went to this Necromantic Museum, and it was just a bunch of artwork and stuff about death. I got a shirt. and um.. the people that own it are a bunch of elitist "i'm better than you" goths and i wanted to shoot them.. except for one cause he smiled back at me when i smiled at them, and the rest didn't. so i'll let him live.
anyways then we went to the hotel and then later went on this haunted history tour, and had the coolest tour guide ever and she was really nice and today is her birthday.
so she took us to a bunch of haunted places in new orleans and told us about them and stuff.
apparently on bourbon st., where all the billions of bars are, you know, people go bar hopping 24/7.. because you can. and you can drink in the streets. anyways.. apparently these pseudo vampires like follow around people that are really really really drunk and once you get like, REALLY fucking drunk, they start talking to you and buying you drinks and stuff and after they get you to the point where you can't feel any pain, when you take a sip of your drink they cut the bottom of your forearm really deep and let the blood drip into their drinks that they hold under your arm.
this happens.. not frequently but not rarely. you know.. it just happens.
anyways, new orleans is totally fucking rad and for my 21st birthday, i'm going there.
i strongly advise everyone else does the same.