Grand Isle, Louisiana. Ring a bell?
In April there's a migratory bird festival which I'll be damned if I'm going to miss.
But what's its claim to fame? Anybody?
The Awakening by Kate Chopin - it's there! Cool, huh? I could live Southern Literature. No, there will be no drowning ... though I do have to cross more treacherous evil bridges to get there. Hate bridges. The only thing I really hate about Louisiana.
Oh, and tomorrow, speaking of cool, I'm going to skip class to hear Colin Powell.
Dammit, I need to get to sleep.
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