This feels less like a weekend, and more like a brief respite from ongoing madness. This is acceptable: I can pull one of these no-real-weekend things once per crisis. At SFU, the Federation is everywhere. Thirty-plus people flown in for this occasion. It's like my own campus has become a hostile place. This said, they're greatest success to date has been in pissing people off.

Highlights and lessons:
- I hate flyering on a fundamental level. It makes my sleep even more fucked up than it has been this week. Fortunately, we really need someone to put up posters for hours at a stretch, so I can go do that instead.
- CFS people following SFU student campaigners around
- Started this thing in December 2006.
- Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Done.


Dreams have been messed up. Angry. Frightened. Abrupt.