Good grief, it's been a chaotic few days. Yesterday was full of psych weirdness, and today has been absolutely lovely, but I'll catch up on that in a bit. Kenyon stuff is more pressing.
First of all, quick administrative note: I've now switched
moominrecs to crosspost to its own Twitter (moominrecs) instead of mine (moominmuppet), but have also actually finally set this primary journal to reliably crosspost to moominmuppet twitter. I've also created another Facebook, Moomin Recs, specifically for it to cross-post to. Feel free to add me in whatever context is most convenient, if interested.
Right as I was in the middle of all that, things went a bit haywire. I'm posting about the Kenyon part of that below, and it's as complete as I can make it, since keeping track of things on FB is a royal pain, and I expect to be involved in this for a while so I'm documenting.
Thursday night I found out that my college, Kenyon, is trying to outsource our maintenance department to Sodexo. As folks may have noticed a few weeks ago regarding my reunion, I love Kenyon with a passion. The maintenance department workers are a non-trivial part of why. These folks took me into their community and homes when I was at my most awkward and obnoxious phases, and are family to me. Following are my various FB posts and comments about it, as well as links to the basic story. My comments in bold, to prevent confusion.
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First of all, quick administrative note: I've now switched
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Right as I was in the middle of all that, things went a bit haywire. I'm posting about the Kenyon part of that below, and it's as complete as I can make it, since keeping track of things on FB is a royal pain, and I expect to be involved in this for a while so I'm documenting.
Thursday night I found out that my college, Kenyon, is trying to outsource our maintenance department to Sodexo. As folks may have noticed a few weeks ago regarding my reunion, I love Kenyon with a passion. The maintenance department workers are a non-trivial part of why. These folks took me into their community and homes when I was at my most awkward and obnoxious phases, and are family to me. Following are my various FB posts and comments about it, as well as links to the basic story. My comments in bold, to prevent confusion.
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