I just looked at my LJ userprofile, and I don't think that I have even half of the interests in common with my 21 year old self. I was very spooky, or wanted to appear that way at least. Very odd, my only real passions now are writing, cooking, and writing about cooking. So, I feel that I am finally indulging my past and present self
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Oh wait, …. I forgot.
That place burned to the ground in 1860 when freakin Louis de Pointe du Lac set that danged fire to try to destroy that other jerk-off, Lestat. The whole fookin city block went up in flames, including my favorite restaurant. Ah, the smell of absinthe being consumed in the conflagration, about broke my heart. If Louis wasn’t already damned, boy-oh-boy!
All those danged vampires have poor impulse control, I tell ya!
I haven't been back to NOLA since. They say the place went decidedly downhill after the Reconstruction anyway...
(I'd suppose one can still be a ‘dark-&-spooky’ Foodie, eh?)
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