I’m sick. Nose as clogged as a kiwi’s sink, throat singing soreness behind all the mucus, wonderful shit.
I was supposed to go to class today but SINCE I got a training session at The Artisan (pub) tomorrow, I figured I needed to use today to recuperate. Class isn’t that important anyway, and my friend sent me the assignment that’s due on the 14th, so I’m free to drink herbal tea, eat Vitamin C like it’s sugar, and blow my nose repeatedly.
I got the callback from Artisan’s manager half an hour after I left, and it’s very exciting, I’m not going to lie. The Duchess is also a place I’m interested in working, but they’re calling within the next two weeks, so I’m banking on seeing what The Artisan is like first. It’s nice to feel like you have some sort of control over where you work. As in, I’m good at what I do and if I don’t like it here, I can find another job, sort of control.
Another exciting thing is I finally caved and got Twitter, after talking to Roger Gillespie from the Toronto Star last night. My friend Sheida and I went to this Networking Gala held by the Communications Students Society… Association at York, and it was for Communications students and Professional Writing students to meet professionals in Broadcasting, Advertising, Marketing, Public Relations, and Writing and Publishing. While I wasn’t incredibly impressed with the overall flow of the evening (I wish I had more time/more rotational movement happening so I could talk to more people), I loved the people I did end up talking to. Two things were encouraging and surprising: blogs are helpful, portfolio wise (not to everyone of course, but if the Star is doing it…), and you can do a lot more writing on the side if you’re not bogged down by stereotypical dreams of novelist or poet. I write. I am a writer, and I can write my way into and out of anything you want me to.
So, technical/institutional writing doesn’t sound so bad anymore, even though I doubt that’s the stream I’ll be going into.
Maybe social networking isn’t the worst way to get myself out there!
I’ve decided to take full opportunity of DigitalJournal, in terms of publishing news stories…I think that’ll be fantastic once I get a hold of it.
That’s all I got for now, except that I’ve been watching How to Make it in America lately (since, clearly, I’ve been in love with Bryan Greenberg since One Tree Hill days) and it’s nice, raw, good kind of show. We’ll see how it pans out. My friend has an awesome review of it up on MuchMusic… check it ouutttttt. But really, Bryan Greenberg. I had a full on meltdown in highschool about being worried that I would become a cat lady if this man wouldn’t marry me.
Okay, I guess it’s time to go drink some of that tea I keep on thinking about. I have a +12hour day ahead of me, time to make myself aaaaalllll better.