Yes, I missed a day, but here’s the excuse: I’ve been in the University Register office since 6:30. Seven hours. Copy editing.
To be fair, however, me and the team have done more than copy edit. We’ve discussed the merits of the Oxford Comma. We’ve discussed the former Disney Channel show Fillmore (Remember, ’90s kids?). We’ve made an ominously long and unbearably awesome bucket list for next year. We’ve stolen a stuffed fish from the Assistant to the Editor in Chief and held it for ransom.
And now, surrounded by spilled bags of popcorn, piles of yellowing newspapers, sleep-deprived teenagers, and the random Al Franken campaign poster, I’m experiencing, for the first time, what it feels like to wait around for writers to submit their damn articles.
While I wait, I’ll show you some pictures of my shady new office: