SAT JUNE, 25
NEW ORLEANS, LA
10am: Woke Up, India House Hostel
11am: Walked to Addiction Coffee
11:30am - 4pm: Did Work
4pm: Went for a Walk
4:30pm - 7:30pm: Ate & Did Work at Krystal Burger
I got angry. I hate approaching a seemingly simple programming problem, but nothing works. I reminded myself to calm down. Then I got really focused & deliberate. I told myself I would not take my ass out of this seat until I figured it out. I figured it out.
8pm - 11pm: Laundry & Drank at the India House Hostel
The deaf Frenchmen were tossing fire crackers to scare people. They loved watching our expressions, like when they caught me off guard as I was coming down the steps onto the patio. The consensus was that the deaf were douches.
Another group of people were playing a drinking game called, "Vietnam". I never saw a game that required so much drinking. I turned to one of them and said, "How do you win?" He said, "In Vietnam, no one wins."
11:30pm - 4am: Drank at Bars on Frenchmen Street
Throughout the night an Australian named Dane and I would randomly shout, "I'm waaaalking here!" When I squeezed between two drunk girls taking a selfie on bourbon street. I yelled, "I'm waaaalking here!" They told me, "Foooorget about it!" It turned out they were from - Queens, NY. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Batta Bing Botta Boom!"
I ate the best hotdog ever at Dat Dogs. The Aussies told me a story about how they were driving through the deep south, stopped at McDonalds, and out of the four of them the cashier got all four orders wrong. The cashier's name was Mill so when they tried to order "meals" the cashier kept hearing "Mill". Australians emphasize different syllables and pauses. They tried to correct the cashier as he was putting in the wrong order, but he told them not to worry about it.
The 6 of us continued to party the night away to the drum of two different live bands. When one of the female singers sang, I love it when you call me Big Poppa you know I got down - "I'm daaancing here!"