Indeed, I am sick. I’ve been feeling slightly off for the past couple of weeks actually, ever since a girl sat near me in class and kept handing me papers she’d recently sneezed and/or coughed on. I was fending it off really well for a while, but it’s finally managed to take hold. I hope it doesn’t last long.
Being sick has an upside, of course. Being sick is allowing me to get to the many things I’ve been neglecting lately – this blah-og for one.
I have apparently been committing a serious sin in regards to blogging. Inconsistent posting. This irritates readers. You guys have actually been pretty great. I’ve only received a couple of emails wondering as to my whereabouts, and neither of them seemed particularly irritated. Still, I know it’s bad of me to suddenly go on a posting jag and then just as suddenly, drop off without so much as a “hang tight during the hiatus, guys.”
Sorry ‘bout that.
This whole student redux thing is keeping me pretty busy. (Hence neglecting the blah-og, the washing of the kitchen floor, the mending of detached buttons and the publication of AGENCY – more on that later.) School, I said, has been busy. And getting out of the habit of writing “accessibly” and casually and not bothering to correct my typos has been a bit of a challenge, but you know what? I’m loving it. I really am. It’s really different from undergrad, but the whole atmosphere is just such a relief. I like being around students again. Going to class. Not being on a (strict) deadline. Not having to worry about money (or at least being able to worry less). It’s strange and fun and relaxing and different. That’s what I wanted. Different.
Now onto that thing I mentioned before: AGENCY. What a nightmare. Ever since I moved to Ontario, AGENCY has been nothing but a problem. First, the problem was limited to the fact that we had too many submissions to read and too little time to read them. We fell behind our publication schedule. Worse, the site and our email programs have been beset with issues. Having our email address listed online has caused a whole host of problems, including receipt of approximately 1000 junk mail messages per day, not to mention a huge number of mailer demon messages as a result of our domain being appropriated for spamming purposes. And oh, it gets better. Thanks to all the email problems, we had a major crash and basically lost ALL of the submissions we’d received since before June. Yep. They’re GONE. All of them. And there’s no record of what we lost. Interviews, art, slush, queries, they’re all gone. The whole situation feels desperate. Like we’re in a hole that’s going to be nearly impossible to climb out of, especially now that I’m bizzy bizzy with school. So, what can I say? I’m so sorry. We’re going to try to get back on track, but it’s going to take time. It sucks sucks sucks.
What else? Well, all of you who were concerned about my pathetic social life will be pleased to hear that I’m keeping busy socially as well as professionally (educationally?). Last weekend was Nuit Blanche, for example. Not that I really took advantage. I went to a birthday party on that same night and it sort of took me down. Alas. It’s probably best, though. Nuit Blanche was a minefield of people I didn’t really want to see, so it’s good that I didn’t stay out all night tempting fate.
Speaking of people I don’t want to see…Toronto seriously SUCKS THE BAG in this regard. I can’t tell you the number of close calls I’ve had. The number of side streets I’ve had to duck down. The near misses in the subway. It’s getting slapstick in here, only I find it less funny that you might. You’d think in a city (or greater city) of more than five million people, I WOULDN’T run into anyone I didn’t want to see… but no. I run into EVERYONE. And because the PTB love to laugh at my expense, I only run into them when I’m wearing sweats and my hair is greasy and I’ve recently spilled food or drink on myself. Or something. I’m ALWAYS in some sort of equivalently embarrassing state. Why? WHY? It’s no use asking. I know the answer. I am a cosmic joke.
It’s already October, and a busy October it is sure to be. I have plans for every single weekend this month. I also have girls’ tv nights, and volleyball, and pumpkin patching, and a whole bunch of assignments and short papers due. October, in other words, has the potential to kick my ass. Especially if I can’t kick this cold fast. Even so, I’m looking forward to it. This weekend is Thanksgiving, of course. Next is Homecoming (woot woot) in K-town. The weekend after that I’m hosting a 139 reunion for my former housemates, all of whom live in other cities… it goes on. It’s going to be nothing short of ridiculous, but I think I can manage it. Being busy can be a good thing.
You know? The problem with not posting often enough? No focus. I’m sure I had things of substance to say. But I started typing and they ran off and hid in the depths. What’s that all about?
Know what I really want to do? Go for a long walk to look at the leaves. I might be busy on the weekends, but my days are totally flex. Who’s in?