Be sure to check ebay for a graphing calculator.  After the semester
starts they'll be gone, but you might still be able to get one now.  
Around ten bucks, even.

Chak

I have my ol' reliable HP 48sx, which is a bit overkill for just
graphing, but if you need it, I'll be happy to ship it your way.
Warning, it's a bit of a pain, because it uses reverse polish notation.
Let me know. :)

If you have the title, publisher and edition (better yet, the ISBN) you
can see if the books are available at Half.com.  My students tell me
that they can save BIGTIME on textbooks that way. Apparently the
Physical Anthro book that costs $75 through the bookstore on campus
goes for between 15 and 20 on Half.com

Katrina

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I still don't know who my

We are purring and sending best wishes that you get a great math
teacher and that the other teachers will be really good too,
Polonca and Soncek

Rosie & Cinder are sending purrs for best of luck and much success in
school.  I'll throw in a prayer.

Annie

Purrs that everything goes well this term.

Hey what kinda clay class are you taking? Last semester I just started
teaching clay classes at a local adult community education school.

If you need any advice try the Clay forum on www.wetcanvas.com(new forum
with a nice range of clay experience levels) or the listserve
www.potters.org(great resource, lots of professionals giving great
advice but can be a bit intimedating around such successful artists)

You are going to have so much fun. Clay is so exciting.

I remember my first semester in pottery(this story has a cat so it is on
topic even). I took ceramics cause I had to, not cause I wanted to. We
started wheel throwing after about 8 weeks of handbuilding. So magical
and mystical and utterly fustrating...I loved it. I was better at it
than most of us beginners and made friends with a more advanced
student(very helpful to do  BTW). You could find me in the ceramic lab
at 2am most morn/latenights trying to figure it out. That semester we
had 2 strays get dropped off at the art building and since the door to
the outdor vending machines was almost always propped open the cat were
always underfoot. There was this sweet little black one, she decided she
wanted to help me throw some pots. She would jump up on my knee while I
was at the wheel and try to catch the spinning bat pin holes on the
wheelhead. It was so very cute. Occassionally she would snag the side of
the pot I was throwing but it never bothered me much cause it was only
clay with a bit of time invested.  Those strays were well (over)fed and
the black one found a home that semester, I ended up taking the other
one home with me(orange tabby with an attitude problem, I named her Cat
but she ended up being called Biggers) a few semesters later after a
student(not an art student) raised a fuss about a cat in the building.

Finding clay was a wonderful life event. I hope you find it so too.

p