Well, Heather and I are working on a lot of random projects at the moment. Project number one is about a list of students who supposedly are capable of registering for fall but haven’t yet. We just spent the past half hour looking up students’ holds to see if they actually can’t register for the fall. Out of the 92 OP students, we split the list up (30/31/31), and out of my 31, 25 had holds of some sort. The “Balance Due Hold” doesn’t prevent them from registering, but the following holds I came across do: $25 application fee, enrolled collections, Registrar’s hold: needs active address, immunization, and balance due over minimum ammount. Geez! And the admins are getting on our butts about the fact that they haven’t registered yet. Insanity. The next part of this project will be to pull the remaining students’ folders and checking to see if they’ve come up for advisement and have gotten PINs. After that, it’ll be telephoning all of them to see why they haven’t registered. Fun!

Project two continues to be the Academic Planner. Heather’s doing an awesome job of updating the handbook part, and I’ve gone through and typed up as many events as I have for the calendar part. Soon, we’ll just put it all together and upload the entire mess to the publisher’s website and it’ll be over with. The thing’s due May 30, so we’ve gotta be done with it soon anyway.

Project three is putting in-coming students into schedules before Sycamore Advantage in June. Heather’s been getting together a list of Gen Ed classes as well as learning communities, so we’ve got all that ready for the eventual schedule dump–we just haven’t started doing it yet. I was hoping to work on it this afternoon while watching a movie on Buster or something, but the telephoning might take priority, dammit. Oh well, it’ll get done. Just maybe not this week.

Another possibly up-coming project: moving our office again. We won’t be switching offices, but we’ll (possibly) be switching furniture again. The situation is this: Heather and I moved into this closet, kicking the previous grad assistants into no-man’s-land. Mary Kay moved into our old office and will be getting a new desk (which is on order). Henry is going to be moving into Mary Kay’s old office and getting a new desk as well. Debbie Huckabee will be moving into Henry’s old office and also getting a new desk. What’s wrong with the old desks is beyond me, but I’m not an administrator or anyone important and therefore, I suppose, it’s not something I need to know. At any rate, they’re all getting new desks, and who the hell knows what’s happening to the old desks. They’ll probably get sent to Central Storage much like my old desk which was far too large to fit into this closet. Well, all the desks except Huckabee’s. Cathy said that her desk–a sort of three part thingie–will be moved into our closet. First, I don’t know what Huckabee’s desk looks like so I can’t tell how it’d work in here, but secondly and more importantly, we don’t want to fucking move everything again! I just got the desk I’m using from Central Storage, and I’m sure it’d annoy them to have to come get it again, and Heather and I just got this room in a set-up we can handle. Whatever Huckabee’s desk looks like, it’s probably not one that will be conducive to our current layout, and one or both of us will probably have to put our desks to the walls and therefore turn our backs on the room. We both hate that. Heather used to be a cop and doesn’t like turning her back on an exit, and I’m just fucking paranoid. The whole thing stinks, and I hope it doesn’t happen anytime soon.

So there’s work at the moment. Right now, I’m going to eat a head of lettuce and read comics for my lunch break. The rest of that crap can just wait a while.