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my brain is feeling a little sluggish today. i am getting nagged with phone calls from this girl to whom i sold my old sociology book. for a while i was paralyzed with fear at the thought of returning the call. what did she want? did she want to sell the book back? well of course - there couldn't be any other reason...

i finally bit the bullet and called back this morning, and sure enough, she's got reservations about the book. stupid girl went to the professor (author of the book, who likes to put out new editions, then skip a year so people can't sell the books back or to each other, then put out newer editions...) and he of course told her that she would be at a disadvantage. of course!

the girl doesn't need a fucking textbook, she needs someone to hold her hand. "go to the library. they have copies of the new editions there. go away. i'm not buying it back!"

(of course, i am bad at confrontation. so i merely lent my helpful suggestions. in my head, i was repelling her with an old-skool flaming torch)

i'm going to try to start lying more often in day-to-day interactions. this is my new project.