I didn't really plan to do much today--mostly moan and complain about how my face was puffy. Then groan about how my winter break was ending (okay in a week). Yet I didn't.

Then my dad decided to complain about how both my sister and me were living our lives easy. How our house has ample room. How we are always financially stable. How we were taught by the best educators possible. Blah blah.

I spent my morning (starting at 11 am...forgot to take a little white pill though) trying to buy textbooks. Annoying as it was...the major online textbook retailers didn't carry used books...or they were just out of stock. Eventually, I gave up and bought two books from varsitybooks.com and directly online from the bookstore Ned's. For only three of my four classes, that costed nearly $300. Ouch. If I get into the Music class, that'll cost another $100. Ouch ouch. With that $400 (plus the readers that the professors are probably going to make us buy), I could buy eight airplane tickets to see Alan or 8160 minutes (136 hours or 5 days and 16 hours) of precious talking time with Alan. :) Yet like the Cal Textbook store, supposedly 70% of the cost of a textbook goes toward the publishing company. Less than 5% to the store itself. 10% to the middle man between the wholesaler and the retailer. Blah blah. Still, what happened to those good old days of check in and check out?

When I turned on this computer after returning from a long shopping trip (ate frozen yogurt, purchased carmel rice cakes, forgot to buy applesauce [had to eat lettuce of all things for dinner], forgot to take my white pill [again], bought greeting cards from a store going out of business. woohoo!!! uh, the sales that is.), there was a very mysterious icon on the desktop. A very evil icon. An icon that I had promptly removed from this computer when I first got it in August of 1999. It held on fast to the hard drive and haunted my life miserably. Yet it returned. Then I noticed that it was also haunting the taskbar. Terror overtook me.
Someone...someone...someone...installed...*gasp* America Online 6.0 on my computer!!!

It's time to shake my finger no. Eventually I figured that it was for my grandmother who has a computer just like my dorm computer. Her has Windows ME though...and the PINBALL game! Yet AOL of all things. Anything but that...earthlink!!!

My sister is breathing hard in a deep sleep on my bed. It's time to knock her out of her dreamful sleep.