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Ladies and Gentleman, we have a project. From March 11-May 19th, we will be working in Louisiana in Baton Rouge for Habitat for Humanity doing a Blitz build, (building an entire neighborhood). We will be staying in lovely "tent city" outside of New Orleans, a couple of hours from Baton Rouge. My mom is trying to plan a trip to come see me, and if you guys are in the area....Jeremy, come on over to my circus tent.

From now on when you see Sebastian, it means Happy Birthday.

Happy Birthday Johnny Cash

Nothing says I love you like too many weird pictures of my face

Sooooooooo.....I ask David to take some pictures so I can see what he looks like for my Valentines day present. I open up my package to find 2 rolls of undeveloped film, a gift card, a sticker, an in style magazine, and chocolate covered blueberries. I rush to get the film developed, knowing that my real present, is only an hour away. I open up the envelope to find these. This is only a fraction of the 48 pictures I recieved. Please rate, on a scale of 1-10 how good these photos are. And don't forget that this is how David Carpenter says, "Happy Valentines Day, Baby!"

The BIRDS!!!!!!!!

So picture this, you go to take out the trash only to realize there is a swarm of seagulls diving down at the ground waiting to peck someone's eye out in the middle of Southeast DC. Needless to say, the trash can wait. If you cannot see the severity of the gulls, go ahead and click on the picture to make it bigger. It was terrifying. Tomorrow I'm picking up trash on the beach. I can only hope a similar calamity does not ensue.

Well, Team 5 will be in DC for one more week. We are working with a Non-profit here, SINGA, and are supposed to know our gulf project on Tuesday. Keep your fingers crossed.

I watched RENT tonight. An interesting film. Be sure to check out the performance piece by Maureen in the middle. It's....well....it just sums up the whole film. In the movie they talk about a newspaper called the village voice,( our NCCC paper) and a homeless shelter called tent city (the name of our most likely housing in the gulf). If I jumped up and sang songs in a dress made from a shower curtain with my friends with chronic illness RENT would practically be my life. NO, really... it was pretty good.

I would also like to recommend listening to the Replacments. Rolling Stone once said that Lucero was what the Replacments country album would have sounded like. Especially the song, If Only You Were Lonely.

AND NOW FOR...... when we were fun and skinny and didn't post on our blog on Saturday night:

I see uncertainty in your future...

Today they told us that there is a possibility that we will all (800) be stationed at a tent in Algeirs, LA (New Orleans). They don't know what we're doing, or for sure where we're going. We might not even be leaving on Monday. There is also talk of not coming back to DC, which means transitions happening somewhere else, possibly the Charleston campus. Basically this is all a cluster-you-know-what. Hopefully I'll know where I'm headed by the time we leave. We haven't been very busy because we are just waiting for some actual information. We can't prepare, because we don't know anything. So for now, I'll just look at toothpaste for dinner and laugh.

Why does this make me laugh so hard?

Thanks for being so straight

There is definitely a kink in my plan. Remember how we were going to Cleveland? Well now, surprise surprise, we have no idea where we’re going. Headquarters is freaking out because our funding is cut for next year so 80% of the entire NCCC Corps is being shipped back down to the gulf for the remainder of our term of service. Rumors are surfacing about a tent in fema tent city, New Orleans to house 500 various AmeriCorps members. Basically, we don’t know where we’re going, who we’re going to be working with, what we are doing, or for how long. In fact, spring break could be changed or cancelled. I might not get to see David. I really can’t bare the thought of it.
Talk about becoming more flexible. I am sad about not going to Cleveland and not getting to work with Habitat, but if this is really where we’re needed I’ll go; I’ll be more flexible and learn to accept change and by the end of this year, I won’t be phased if a bomb lands on my house and everything I own is destroyed resulting in me quitting graduate school, dating a hobo, and becoming a tattoo artist who sells hats I’ve made on the side. I’ll try to keep you posted with various uncertain information.
Today I had one of those "I can't believe I'm actually in AmeriCorps" moments. I worked at a black history month swim meet in DC timing kids swimming relay races. Hundreds of little children in bathing suits, speedos, and aquaman suits swimming with shake that laffy taffy in the background, and me with a stopwatch and really long khaki shorts on. It was surreal

On a funny note, we all went out to eat the other day, and the waitress was handing us our drinks. Christina, meaning to say “thanks for being so sweet” says “thanks for being so straight,” and then gives the waitress the thumbs up. What? On top of everything the poor woman had really short hair.

P.S. grey's anatomy is my favorite show, and I want to marry George. Why doesn't Meredith just get it together and see what a handsome wonderful man he really is?

Jennifer Beales anyone? Come on guys....flashdance? Anyone?

Kelly Mgillis anyone?

Crawfish hunting...the bottom one is my face when he told me about eels with legs