From the "all woken up but nowhere to go" department...

Woodbury sure runs things strangely. I came here right on time to attend my class, 8-12 Saturday Morning. Surprise: nobody's home. Miller Hall was locked up tight, and only due to the good graces of the computer techs was I able to get in.

However, the moral of this story is a familiar one: RTFM. Or the syllabus, in this case. Apparently my Saturday class meets every other week, not every week.

If I had only paid attention to the syllabus, I could have slept in today. Groovy.