I don’t remember falling into any open holes, but now that mid-term is almost upon me, I have a real clear view of what the world must look like to a Zombie:

 Something happened on my way to another post after my last one: I made the decision to go for broke and try to graduate this semester. I figured since the world is predicted to end in December 2012, and here I am broke and world weary, at a professional crossroads and eager to move on, maybe it would be a good thing to end my undergraduate career by Christmas. So I have been totally immersed since August, buried in two luscious 4000-level senior seminar classes in English, preparing my Professional Technical Writing portfolio, and laboring away at an exciting job in retail.

Needless to say, things have been – well, monstrous. Everything kind of slid into limbo while I analyze each day to see whether I am supposed to eat, sleep, write, read, or make change – and in what order.  My sanity is frayed, and I am just now hitting that sweet spot in the semester when everything takes on a kind of surreal fuzziness and term papers flow like honey from my keyboard. Still, I harbor several posts-to-be in my Draft folder, and caress my fond memories of more regular blogging than has been possible lately.