If music should die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take.

The news for today.

I woke up phlegmy and achey and not-so-great. I suspect a week and a half of not nearly enough sleep has caught up with me and my depressed immune system. So I'm staying home to sleep. I had a bowl of cereal, I'm drinking coffee, then I'm reporting to the couch for a mid-morning nap. I'll give a full description of the results later. I don't think I'm extremely sick [*knock on wood*] but I want to sleep it off before it's too late.

Last night after I got out of my recording arts class, I have several messages. Including from Steve from Antioch - L.A. He had good news for me -- they accepted me into their program starting in December.

I'm going to grad school!!

I came home and there was a big envelope from Bennington. I thought it was a crazy string of good news, but turns out they just sent me a packet letting me know they received my complete application and that it was forwarded to the Committee on the 15th (when the deadline was) and I'll be hearing from them most likely the second week of October. Which, you know, is nice and all, but....I got into Antioch!! Suckers.

So maybe between naps today I'll call Steve back. I was unexpectedly surprised by the personal attention, since the last school applying experience included form letters and mass messages to the class of several thousand. This time I get a call where he mentions enjoying the selection of the novel I sent him. At first I was thinking "wow, he read my novel?" Oh yeah, I mean that's the point. I guess I was still expecting some committee in a room going through the manuscripts then tossing the applications into two piles of reject and accept, then some office assistant does a mail merge and sends out letters. Which is not what I want in a grad school, but I'm just not used to such personalized attention.

Have I mentioned I got into Antioch yet?

Okay, yeah, I'm excited.

Shook Ones, part II

In continuing the two themes from my morning post, though flip it and reverse it like Missy:

1. I didn't call Steve from Antioch today because I was groggy and sick and whatnot. Instead I googled him which was a mistake because now I'm too intimidated to talk to him. He's won awards and isht and he said he liked my book. Whoa. My ego is loving this but I'm also feeling sort of humbled. A strange combination.

2. Being sick sucks. Sucks sucks sucks. Sucks. I don't feel any better than when I woke up for the most part, despite spending all day either napping or watching television. Sucks sucks sucks. Ugh. I think I caught it from Liesl.

Much gratitude and thanks to everyone who congratulated me in my last post!