So the Heat lost. Too bad; I’d liked to have seen them win the whole thing, just to rub Kobe’s face in it, but I guess it’s good for Detroit to prove they’e not just a fluke.

Today’s looking like another roaring good time. I’ll say this for the class: it goes quickly. She doesn’t slow down much, and we’re always pounding away (I killed about twenty pieces of paper yesterday), so by the time you think to look at the clock it’s nearly lunch.

Hmmm…I suspect one of those “pancakes” I just ate was Che reincarnate, as it seems there’s guerrilla warfare being waged in my stomach. Ugh.