I Gotta Fever, and the Only Prescription is More Post

I've been absent of late due to the fulmination of various forces in my life, but I gotta post. I worked for sixteen hours today, I have a meeting tomorrow, classes Tuesday, work Wednesday, and I have a problem set and midterm Thursday; so it's not looking like this week will see my triumphant return to blogging, although I can promise that my next substantial post will be very good.

It all goes to show, I think, that blogging is a luxury for the rich. I've tried to blog unemployment over at LoOG, but I've felt wraithlike doing it, overextended, drawn out, like being pulled in all directions with no end in sight. I can't devote the amount of time I want to to really examining phenomena like the Occupy movement, because doing so cuts way from time I could be spending working, now that after so many long months of searching, work - even work undesireable in normal circumstances - is available. So, it's official: I've progressed from the ranks of the unemployed to the employed. I'll have more details on this; but for now let's just say that I'm too tired to feel anything about it, and I'm deathly afraid of hubris.

Things are starting to settle down and become a little more regular, but I still have reservations, and there is of course a huge lag between starting a job and feeling the comforts of regular employment (I have trust issues, which I'll expand on in a later post.), and I'm super risk-averse now, and my experience in Japan has put a fire inside me that will drive me until my own death.