Oh. My. Goodness gracious.
I’m doing this, like, actually doing this.
If you ever wanted a sneak peak into the life of someone else, then you came to the right place. I plan to unload everything. From work to my fur babies to my lack of indecision. You will get it all, and you will like it. Well, at least, I hope you will. Seriously though, this isn’t really about you, it’s all about me.
So, I hope you enjoy my blog. I have no theme except NIKOL. All day long.
You will love her; I know I do.
First truth. I have multiple personalities. Not “United States of Tara” multiples (gosh, I wish I did have someone like Buck around though), but the sort we all have. At least a little bit. My favourite is Nikol. She is exactly like me, only more extroverted and way more confident. She comes out at job interviews or when ever Nicole is feeling a bit pressured. You want to invite Nicole to some large affair? Nikol is going. Trust me, it’s for the best. Nicole will fret and fret over going somewhere, and (you can ask the wife if you don’t believe me) this starts a few days ahead of time. There are mood swings, anger over nothing, lots of stupid emotions flowing down a dried up river. On the day of the event, Nikol shows up and everything goes smoothly. I have another personality, but he and I are only getting acquainted. I have no idea why I am a man.
Second truth. I am not a writer. I was recently told by a mentor of mine that if I wanted to become a better writer in every aspect of my life (scientific writing included), that I should force myself to write. She claimed that writing just 15 minutes a day, and she means uninhibited writing – you know, the kind where you just vomit on a page and worry about the editing later? – that you will eventually get in to the habit of sitting down and writing when it’s time to actually write. Right now, I just get writer’s block. In fact, I get writer’s block before I even begin to think about writing. That’s how badly I need to practice. So, I bought a blog. I was going to go the free route, but I know (from past experience) I won’t stick with it.
Third truth. I am a lesbian scientist with lofty goals. Most people have goals to strive for better, be happy, get fit, or to get that promotion. My goal is to be awarded a Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine. I have other goals too, mind you. Like being happy, striving to be the best person I can possibly be, to read more, to get more active, to have a family. But the one I actually envision myself accomplishing is the most lofty of the bunch. I even got to tour the Nobel Museum in Stockholm, Sweden! What an inspiration.
Fourth truth. I will always tell you the truth, unless you want me to lie to you. If you want to know if you look fat in those jeans, or if that new hair colour suits your face. I will tell you what others probably won’t. I strive to be like my sister Reychl in this regard. When we were shopping for funeral outfits, we decided that all 3 sisters should have the same gray terry cloth track suit. I was feeling pretty good about myself because I lost a little weight, so I decided to try on a large. I came out of the dressing room, and I asked Reychl how it looked. I knew full well what I was getting myself in to when I asked this. I saw myself in the mirror. I was just happy I squeezed myself in to a large! Anyway, her response was “I would hate to feel self-consious in my comfy clothes.” So, I bought an XL. Done. She saved me from weeks of tears.
Fifth truth. I am a private person. I’m not sure if I intentionally do this, or not, but it is very hard to get me to open up. I have also managed to repress nearly my entire life. Which is great if you have a funny joke. It will never get old with me!