i went and talked to ms hof and very nicely explained exactly why i had still been wearing the pants the next day and that i'd tried as hard as i could to get something else to wear. went on to various other problems and the like and came out feeling much better and minus one workcrew. now i don't have work crews two weeks of the rest of school...as opposed to one. i feel like i'm back in seventh grade when i lived in detention.

my chem book went poof between thursday and saturday. the odds are very seriously stacked against me. ah well. i've promised to buy toni dinner if i get a better grade on it than she does.