I apologize to the handful of people who might’ve come to this site in the past week or so, expecting to see some form of update and getting bupkis. True, I’ve kind of been applying grindstone force to my nose at work, which may or may not explain why I spent this weekend watching DVDs (”Garden State,” “Trekkies,” “Still We Believe,” and a couple of episodes of “Angel,” if you’re nosy) and making nice people bring me Indian food. (Would that make it a naan-issue? Sorry.)

It’s amazing how much energy it takes to try and change one’s role at work. The meetings, the lunches, the whiteboards listing responsibilities and how much time each takes, the effort to take the high road when my current boss passive-aggresses at me for wanting to “desert” her, blah blah blah ambitiouscakes — it’s enough to drive one to drink. (Little joke.) And despite all this, I’m still not sure if I’ll get what I want if they give me what I want.