I found out that it's possible to lose your pants on the ceiling today. I was doing laundry and (at the time, this seemed like a good idea) I threw my jeans up in the air, but they didn't come down - they got stuck on a second story window. Kate took them down with a broom. In other news, Discrete Math would be awesome if it were marked properly. Instead, it's not. I wish I had a picture of my exam. Those pink exam booklets burn really well. Talk about satisfying.