Yesterday's workshop was so lousy on top of more or less zero sleep the night before that I tried to drown myself in a glass of water. I made the effort while the seminar leader tried to inform us "between" and "among" were the same thing, except "among" was for more than two (ex. "There was enmity between Livia Augusta and Tiberius" and, uh, "There was enmity among Livia Augusta, Tiberius, and Agrippinilla.")
We also 'learned' that while sexist language is unacceptable (ex. "If someone knocks, let him in") the natural migration of the third person plural to third person singular neutral (ex. "If someone knocks, let them in") is not yet acceptable English, so we should construct unnatural and silly sentences to get around the whole fucker (ex. "Let in those who knock.")
Besides the people from my office, with whom I had a bit of a laugh, I wanted to murder everyone there, especially this dick of a woman who kept using the word "oftentimes". What sort of piece of shit word is that. I think it's replaced "orientated" as the thing I hate the most about the English language.
Anyways, I went home early, had a good long nap, and thought about what I want from life exactly. The upshot is I'll go back to English teaching if I need to, and I won't complain for months. I liked it more than I like being a media/ad dollars prostitute/pimp and it's the only job I've ever had wherein I made a decent living working the 20 hours a week that let me write at will, and write fiction.
The truth is the apex of frustration I hit yesterday drove home to me that there are many things in my life that are not satisfying my essentially modest demands, and while I can't fix everything I can sure as fuck fix my time distribution and profession. I have to say there's a temptation to just scarper altogether right now. I don't think I can - as much as I need to take back control of my life I also need to go to see Elvis, and I need to get a bridesmaid dress for the wedding of the century, I need to max out the RRSPs before I leave, and many such things. But even thinking of scarpering right now makes the world that little bit more engaging.
Off to work.