So it's been a long day.  This semester, my TAing assignment is all for one prof, which means I'm still doing the work at the press but might actually do class-related stuff aside from photocopying.  Huzzah!  Today consisted mostly of working at the press from around 9 a.m. until the start of the class I'll be TAing for at 2, and then I wrote about six pages and read five stories, several of which were longish, two of which were completely unrelated to anything I'm doing for class.  Always a nice reprieve.

The three stories that I read for class are Joyce's "The Sisters," "Eveline," and "The Dead."  That's for the first of my two classes tomorrow, the Joyce seminar.  And I still have to type up the 15 pages for the fiction workshop tomorrow night; everybody has to present 15 pages as a "ticket" into the class.  Since I'm starting to get tired of my current novellas, I'm starting a new project, for which I've recently hammered out the requisite 15 pages (on the typewriter, obviously).  I'm doing some weird stuff that I'm not sure you can actually do in fiction.  Which means, of course, that I immediately believe that there must be some way of doing it.  Of course, this project will be tightly under wraps.

Also, within in the next month, look for either an email or LJ post that's a solicitation for readers of a ms of three novellas and possibly an essay (still have to think that one out).

Time for me to go hurt my fingers in an attempt to learn guitar chords and prove how much of a lamer I am by calling it a night at 9.30.

I think I need to do some time traveling to remind some people of what they told me I'd be doing for my TAship this semester (i.e., just got an email about this semester's assignment and...uh...why am I not working at the press after the entire press staff--myself included--were told I'd be there?).  Sure, there would be no Daleks or creepy aliens to deal with, but...c'mon.  Seriously.

BTW, I have a new favorite hobby.  Thanks for the DVDs, chiara_suzuka! I'm sure we'll be chatting about the few episodes I've watched already, soonish.  Because it's more fun than Clarissa.  Much more fun than Clarissa.

Though, Clarissa is more fun than nearly dying while driving because some schmuck-in-a-truck (hey, that rhymes!  methinks I'm ready for poetry on Thursday night!) passed me on a curve on a snow-covered, mountain road....  Fun times.

And more random than all of that is seeing and talking to Dr. Black Jeans while in the Weis parking lot in L-burg.  What a crazy random happenstance.  And yup.  I stocked up for the semester today.  To subsequently see if I can again succeed in spending less than $50 a month on groceries for the rest of the semester.

Well, I have some stories to plot out and about a thousand pages to read.  So...more soon!

EDIT:  As soon as I posted this, I got an email saying that there was a mistake in my TA assignment and that I'll still be working in the press.  Maybe it was because I sent out a few emails with the general gist of "What the crap's going on here?"  So, that's taken care of.