Goddamn this has been a busy week. I’ve sat at home long enough to sleep and cancel my car insurance, basically. I went out with Rackrent on Tuesday. We visitied our old high school, then had quite the pleasant chat over lunch. Or, you know, I probed and probed and poked and prodded for information and verification that she’s doing at least moderately well while she sighed and nodded and smiled and undoubtedly wished to rip my head off. Yes, I am quite the nosy bitch. She’s heading off to China today, so that’s the last I’ll see of her until after I finish working in Terre Haute this summer.…

Twenty-five pounds since Christmas, sixty since I began my freshman year of college.

My poor parents: I’ve probably been in their apartment 12 hours since I’ve been in Charlotte, and I was sleeping 10 of those. I’m currently in Chapel Hill in Michael’s dorm room, chilling while Michael learns some guitar from our buddy Nathan. We got here yesterday afternoon, toured (some of) the campus, ate some good deli-eqsue food, and played some sand volleyball. Damn UNC is big compared to Rose. It’s ridiculous. We walked for a good mile or so, and didn’t even see the humanities buildings or all the residence halls. I can give a good tour of Rose (seeing labs, residence halls, gym, etc.) in a half hour, even…

Obviously, given that I was able to post the last entry, I am home safe. I had to leave some of my stuff with Nikolai, who’s going back to school sooner than I am and will hold my stuff there for me. I had barely gotten my stuff in the apartment when the phone rang and Michael was asking if I was going to go over to the shindig at Jenny’s house. I grabbed my mother’s car keys and was gone, no shower, no change of clothing. Yuck, but I was anxious and excited. Details of the shindig would be inane and odd, but one of the highlights was when…

(Written Friday, May 28, 19:38 Rose-Hulman time) You ever lay in bed at the end of a day and as you look back, wonder if everything that happened actually happened to you? I told Nikolai last night [the night before we left] that I suspected something bad would happen on this trip with Johnny. Nikolai and I departed the Haute around 10:00 this morning, cars loaded, everything set. Things went well until I almost got sideswipped off the road by a semi just past Indianapolis. I stopped to take a piss break and calm my nerves just after that. Kept driving, waved at exit 16 on I-65 (where, if memory…