Martin Luther King, Jr. Day: it's a day of service for us AmeriCorps/Habitat members.  "They" call it "volunteer" work, but we know that it's required. A very stupid policy if you ask me.

Nevertheless Allison, Nathan, Rye, Erik, Jennifer and I ventured out to Durham (my birthplace in fact) to help the affiliate there with two of their houses. When ( Read more... )

here is my impression of north carolinians in expectance of a winter storm:

"AHHHHHHHHHH! FUCK!!! WE HAVE TO BUY WATER AND CANNED FOOOOOODS!!! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!!"

and when there is rain and snow and ice, but the roads remain safe and clear, all schools are closed and then delayed the next day. i don't really understand it, but it is quite ( Read more... )

i was listening to "man and wife, the former" by the desaparacidos yesterday. it set me on this train of thought (this happened subconsciously, by the way. i wasn't aware that the song prompted my long-lasting inner monologue until about 5 minutes ago ( Read more... )

c.a.l.m ( Read more... )

      
      I am really confused.
      I am miserable here.  I'm definately not the only one.  I need a new life.  I need my old friends.  I am not quite sure if I am going to wait until my lease is up and I'm done with my AmeriCorps year, or if I am going to put my spot in the house up for grabs on Craigslist and just book it back to Pennsylvania ( Read more... )

"I'm fine."

This is the phrase I have said billions of times.  Mostly to my Mother after my crazy-sharp-objects-bloodfest-breakdown.  I completely understand her worries now that my mind is clear(er). Three years of medication and one hellofa intense summer in therapy (for someone who actually needs it) makes a difference. But for the most part, I ( Read more... )

I got my first rejection letter from a literary magazine yesterday from Contrary. Fortunately, it didn't phase me in the slightest.  There are over 400 popular lit mags out there. I'll just send it somewhere else!!!
Meanwhile, I had about 3 new ideas for short stories.  Funny how ideas just pop out at me when I'm sitting in the most random places.  ( Read more... )

Whenever I write goals down online, they never seem to come into fruition.  It's as if web-publication dooms my aspirations.  Nevertheless, I remain obstinate.  Let's try this again.

1.  Write for at least an hour every day.  This does not mean that I won't write for longer when I'm working on stories (quite on the contrary). This does mean that on ( Read more... )

I was very close to quitting my job yesterday.  I wonder, really I do, how often people feel like that.  There is less talk of it from people that belong to my parents' generation.  They whole-heartedly believe in "sticking it out."  My generation, however, feels a lot less devoted to the institutions that employ them.  We don't ask, " ( Read more... )

I was at a staff meeting this morning and took proper advantage of the free food that sat invitingly on a ply-board table.  What I picked up was a chicken biscuit sandwhich from Bojangles.  Now, most of you know that Bojanles is my favourite southern fast food joint. They have the best sweet tea in the south east, not to mention the best biscuits ( Read more... )