What a long past couple of days. I can finally relax for a hot min ( Read more... )

I wouldn't cry for two days ( Read more... )

Currently exhausted, but that's nothing new. What a dreary day. I want a nap ( Read more... )

I received my copy of the 2006 North Carolina Literary Review today from Dr. Bauer. On page three under 2005-2006 interns is my name, Nicole Keech. My name is accredited in a scholarly literary review. Are you kidding me [as a statement, not a question].

That makes my day.

I go to Wilson to visit my mom in the hospital. That was fine. Stopped by my dad's to see how he was doing. Drunk, of course. And he's supposed to go to the hospital to see my mom -- SOBER. So I make four cups of coffee for him in hopes that it will help sober him up. I won't even go into detail about what was said through drunken slurs. I leave ( Read more... )

I've moved back to Greenville. The place is nice, yet I get no service on my cell unless I stick it in the window ( Read more... )

Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I think, God, Nicole, what the hell are you doing with your life? I feel like I'm on a train that keeps stopping, that I'm never going to get to my destination, to where I'm just me: happy, successful, smart, witty me. I do a lot of things to better myself: I read, I write, I look up events (no matter ( Read more... )

I would like the new Ani Difranco cd. Thanks.

So about two years ago my mother bought me a container of Tums. I originally started taking Tums for calcium since I don't drink milk. Ever. Now this might not have been the smartest approach to adding calcium in my diet, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. They were cheaper than vitamins (by the way: I have since switched to One-A-Day, so ( Read more... )

I did everything that I could do.

[squint your eyes and look closer: I'm not between you and your ambition]