I feel like I'm back in highschool in this damned class. The book is a joke, the teacher is a PhD student who, while a very nice person, is not a very good teacher, and several people in the class are disruptive, while the rest of us just are simply trying to get through the class to get out of it.
I've never fully understood why they subject students to classes like this, but I suppose it has a good logical reason behind it. I suppose this, but more than likely my supposition is incorrect. Lord help me. St. Matthew is patron saint of accountants, bankers, and bookkeepers, but I wonder if that extends to those of us who are forced to learn this information to our detrament. I'd hate to have just St. Thomas Aquinas as my only patron saint. Gah, being a philosopher has some gloomy bits attached to it.