I like all my profs. They’re nice and helpful and are trying to cram our brains with what we need to know, yet not kill us. This is good. What is not good is this 50-minute class shit. By the time you sit down, unpack, and the lecture starts, it’s time to pack up again. It’s just weird. Ninety minutes works much better. Now commencing homework.

Today’s lesson: go eat breakfast before putzing around on your site. Wolfing down breakfast in 5 minutes? Not zesty or good for the stomach.

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Three hundred and one dollars, fifty-one cents for books, not counting two of my Physics books, which aren’t in quite yet. I had a $291 credit balance, so thus far, I’ve paid $10.57 for books. Go me! I did end up with a hell of a lot of books, though. Two for Chem, three for Rhetoric in Science, three (eventually) for Physics, and one for each of the others (except for college and life skills). Whoo. I hope I don’t die from too much work. Actually, nervous breakdowns are probably more likely to occur… Off to another “mission”!

Guess what I got today…? My laptop, yeah, baby! It’s sweet, despite the fact that it doesn’t have FireWire (grr). So I shall be hunting down a IEEE 1394 to USB converter or something. When I have money. Right. So, the trip. I shall go blow-by-blow, including the few pictures I managed to take. It’s 680 miles from my apartment in Charlotte, North Carolina to the hotel room we stayed in in Terre Haute, Indiana. Somehow, that took us thirteen hours. Yes, 13. I did, however, manage to put the camera in the friggin’ trunk and not remember to take it out until a couple of stops later, at which…