So I finally found the book Twilight at a bookstore that sold it for a reasonable price. I bought it for $8 at UBS. I knew I loved the university bookstore for a reason. I bought Atonement there cheap too, as well as my entire Shakespeare collection. Now if only textbooks were sold at the same bargain.
I hate the stove at our apartment. The biggest burner doesn't work. This of course will make things potentially problematic when our Thanksgiving dinner rolls around. I suppose I should call the landlord about it...it's his problem, really. I guess then I can also tell him that our kitchen sink leaks too.
Henry is still here...currently chilling above my window. I've found now that he will leave sometimes for a while, and then come back. I woke up yesterday to find him on my light fixture. He sat there most of the day until he moved to a spot next to my Henrik Zetterberg poster.