Ko and I need a button that says “Gravy boat veterans for truth.” Also, the best hypothetical political debate ever would be Ashcroft vs. Flan. The dessert, I mean.

In the meantime, I have two books for my Film History class. One is a hulking 824 pages and weighs about the same as a small dog. The other is a dinky 189 pages and could be eaten by the other for breakfast. They cost nearly the same price. The little one cost 10% more. I don’t pretend to understand this, but I am soothed by its cover, which has hobbits on it. Weathertop. With Billeh in the front. Mmm, hobbits. Out of curiosity, I looked up Lord of the Rings in the index, and found that it was only mentioned once, and in passing reference of no consequence in the introduction. I don’t pretend to understand that, either.

I also don’t pretend to understand evil, procrastinating Math teachers who change the textbook THE DAY BEFORE CLASS STARTS. And then try to be all cute and ask the class if they’ve had a chance to go to the store yet, and everyone says yes, and he holds up the book, and everyone is like “wha?,” then he acts all surprised that his students might actually show initiative and buy their textbooks more than 24 hours before classes begin. AAARG. I hope I still have my receipt.

Not that I have any latent aggravation pent up, that may or may not have anything to do with things I would have rather forgotten three years ago suddenly coming back to haunt me, or anything. Wow, when did this entry get to bitter? I’m actually in a pretty good mood. Ko is the best roommate ever, and I think I burned off at least half of my dinner through laughing. So life is fabulous and good and I’m going to do my computer science homework now, hurrah!

Edit: Okay, apparently somehow I got really confused and projected my confusion onto the rest of the class. It turns out the bookstore sent me the wrong book when I ordered my textbooks online. No idea why I distinctly remember him talking about changing textbooks the day before, yet Ari does not. Weird.