I'm not here, this isn't happening. 2002-11-04

I have this fear, all of a sudden. Kind of irrational, but not without basis of fact: I think Chapman is systematically removing me from existence.

First, Thursday last week, I go into the Registrar's office to find out how well they are processing my paperwork so that I can finally get my damn diploma. I give the guy on the other side of the window my name and student ID, and after he punches it in, he gets a funny look on his face, like someone might be playing a joke on him but he has no idea how.

"Um..." he says, "we don't have your name on file."

Oh shit.

He gives me the card for my evaluator and tells me to call her. I do. And do. And do. And do.

And leave a message. And leave a message. And leave a message.

I swear I am a student, I swear I am!

Anyway, today I get to my office early so I can check my mail and take care of some other things. I turn on my computer, log on and...

"Your account has been disabled. Please contact your system administrator."

Oh shit.