I keep butting heads with the Managing Editor, who's gotten into the habit of (sometimes rightly) criticizing my edits, but in spite of that last night's Lawrentian was more than tolerable.

The strangest development is my growing awareness of the other editors as fully-functional social entities, which started at Representative Man's party and threatens to continue unabated. Though it's still unlikely that any ed board member will actually cross my conceptual line between "character" and "person" for a few more weeks at least.

In any case, it's clear that my life is going to become increasingly complicated.