September 18th, 2003

reeciebastion

My english text finally showed its nasty expensive face.

Now, there's something unusual about this textbook. It's called eFictions. The name has to do with the fact that the book is sold from a company which makes you your own books. The prof goes to this website, tells them what stories he needs for his class, and then they charge him a base rate plus five cents a page. So... the textbook is customized. Good Thing.

And the textbook contains, with each story, references to websites with further information - on the author, on the story structure, etcetera, etcetera. Very modern. Appeals to my media-geekiness. Good Thing.

However, the textbook has only what we *need*, being eighty stories instead of the 150 stories in the old textbook. Bad Thing.

Also, since it's customized, it's absolutely useless to anyone else. Herein lies the evil purpose behind eFictions - no resale value whatsoever. Bad Thing.

*scorn*
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English. Cancelled. Again.

For those keeping count, that's the second cancellation in a row. We were all standing around the be-noticed door, with the yellow paper stuck to it, and people were muttering "he must be sick". Quite a few more were muttering "he *better* be sick". ;)

The notice said "be ready for quiz next week", referring to the story we just read, and she - this other girl standing outside the door - and I ended up explaining the story to everyone else who'd flocked to peer at the notice. Then we left and we talked for like... ten minutes. Ranted about how Evil Is Pearson International in August. Hee. Ten minutes, and I don't actually think I know her name. Meh. *shrug*

What does "wot'st" mean, anyway? o.O

Finally got that T'ai Chi class. Tuesday nights, 7-8. Yay. :)

Geography homework. Going, going. Ooh! Tea. ^.^
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