The Perils of Refrigerator Ownership

Me: Tiramisu cheesecake?

Katherine: I thought you'd thrown that out.

Me: Oh. I thought you'd thrown it out.

Sentient baked goods aside, all is well. Yesterday I had my other econ class, and I sincerely hope the professor becomes less irritating to me than he was this time around. We spent a great deal of time discussing Celine Dion's record sales and enthusing about how she is a "fantastic" business and the highest-selling female artist ever because she keeps herself out of trouble and out of the tabloids. To this I respond that being bland is not really a virtue, that Jerry Springer makes lots and lots of money, and also that Barbra Streisand is the highest-selling female artist in the States, followed by Mariah Carey in all her tabloid-haunted kookoopants glory. Anyway, I don't know anyone in that class, so I'm going to have to make some friends toute de suite so I will have someone to share the pain.

Tonight I look forward to easing my distress with a viewing of my new The Office DVDs. Darn, those people at Amazon are good! The series only got released yesterday, and here it is on my doorstep. God bless 'em.