I'm really stressed out. Still working on this paper from last semester, kind of wish i were taking time off and possibly in another country. While i'm heartened and excited by recent developments in the UOC and the continuing success of the fight against (Y)NHSB's greedy depositors, I am also feeling kind of useless and like i am not really doing anything worthwhile. Hopefully after i finish this fucking paper and get cracking on mi ensayo senior again, that will change, but i'm feeling frustrated and confused about stuff and not completely sure why. (Or why, given earlier encounters with unwanted Blog audiences, i'm writing this here, Think of it as a tongue-in-cheek cry for help or something. I don't know.)

My two reprieves from paper-fretting this weekend are the party at the Elmhurst tonight and the UOC meeting sunday night. (Woohoo, meetings! Haven't been excited about meetings since ante de la (segunda) huelga.) It's good that we're organizing again. I feel a little ambivalent about my ability/desire to be doing this right now, but shit doesn't get done by itself so i guess i need to suck it up and just move.

EDIT (2):Shout outs to all the UOCistas in court today. Stay strong, kick ass.  ¶ 11:17 AM