Maybe I shouldn't have started this blog now, not with everything that's been going on.

No overnight for tonight for once. My co-teachers actually texted me this morning to finish the processing of the permit (just to bring it from the Vice President for Administrative Services, the last signatory, to the Security Office), but my roommate and I had set up today for the general cleaning of our living room, so that took precedence.

That means I got to the office at four in the afternoon. The overnight permit had not been forwarded yet, so I decided to do it myself. At the same time, I planned to by our secretary/reliever a meal from one of the fast food joints just outside the campus because of a non-office related task I asked
her to do last Saturday.

Unfortunately, when I got to the VP-Admin’s office, only he was there. His secretary was not. I would have sifted through the documents on her desk to find our permit, but I was visible to the VP through the same partition that made me aware of his presence. I did not want him questioning me if I did that. I could have asked him for our permit, but I didn’t want to talk to him at all. Not yet, after the debacle over the high school summer camp participants staying overnight in campus.

So I thought, what the heck, I can NOT stay overnight for once.

5/21/2003 12:51 am

That was five hours ago.
In the interim I was able to complete my thesis student’s online grade submission, which is a 9.9 anyway for deferment.

Since then I’d gotten a message from one of my co-teachers that the permit was processed, but that none of them were staying overnight. Despite having been willing to bring all my overnight implements back home, I decided I can NOT go home after all, even if it meant sleeping in the lab room alone.

The guard at the research building’s gate was disconcerted because he had been told no one was going to stay the night. Luckily he didn’t deny me the right to change my mind.

My co-teacher who helped me with the slide presentation was still in the lab at 10 p.m. but he said he was going home. Coming back in from buying my late supper, the guard asked me if my co-teacher was also staying over and I said no. An hour later my co-teacher decided to stay over also. The poor guard will have to change his report again when he realizes my co-teacher isn't going home.

My co-teacher told me the High Performance Computing Lab’s main proponent had cut out some of the slides we made, because the presentation is now for 10 minutes instead of 20.

It all goes down starting with the mass at 10 a.m. tomorrow.