So what now, he said?

[silveradept]

Ya see, I can't take the weekend off in principle simply because I'll be staring some very ugly things coming down the pipe if I do that. However, I do want to spend the holiday with my family, thus, the compromise solution: Ma's-ma has an office suite on her computer. When all else fails, save plaintext. Deal with it from there. So there will still be work done this weekend. Probably a good thing.

So I'm still stuck between the proverbial rock and the hard place. (In more than one way, for those of you who have been granted deeper insight into my insanity.) I've worked out a course of action, but the implementation phase has been delayed for a little bit. I'm just hoping that if there's an explosion, it's a minor one and it doesn't leave fallout. Details to potentially come, mostly in metaphor or allegory. Don't worry if the preceding passage made no sense at all. Details at 11, possibly.

So the lecturers at our university are striking tomorrow, and the TA's are supporting them. Not the professors, mind you, and the two classes I have tomorrow are taught by people who will be teaching tomorrow. So I have to look for a hole in the defense if I want to get to the courses tomorrow. I don't want to cross a picket line, but at the same time, I can't lose a lecture.

One of my professors had an elegant take on it: If UAW strikes at Ford, the car-buying consumer can go elsewhere. When teachers strike, there's no substitution... we can't go elsewhere. The students get caught in the middle, and we really shouldn't be. I agree with him. I also realize the point of the walkout tomorrow. So there will probably be much insanity tomorrow as well.

I think that's all the actually important stuff that happened today, so I guess I'm going off to paper work, and then to sheep-counting.