While I was shopping today for vegetables for some scrambled eggs, I walked past a woman in an aisle who was using pen and paper to tally up the amounts of all the items she put in her basket. She was obviously making sure, before she checked out, that her purchases were within her budget. I realized I’ve never made or needed to make a food budget — all I’ve ever wanted to eat has been provided for me or has been well within my means to buy. I have a little more perspective and feel a little more fortunate right now.

My eggs turned out very well. I wonder what she’s eating.

Today was the first day of my last semester. One of my electives is World Religions, and my professor, wearing a Pittsburgh Steelers jacket and hat, began class with a loud and dramatic recitation of “Ozymandias” by Percy Bysshe Shelley. After some chatting and the obligatory syllabus overview, he started playing Darfur Now, a documentary about responses to the war in Darfur. All but three of the 35 students left 15 minutes later when class ended. Dr. van Gorder kept playing the video, though, and I watched it to the end, since it was both educational and stirring. He shook my hand and thanked me on my way out.