*note: random, off topic thoughts will now appear in a different color and italics. There will be many, you all know how I am

Well, today is my last stress free day. Orientation starts at 3:30 tomorrow afternoon and I'm quite nervous. Tomorrow should be a realatively easy day, however. We just have a couple meetings about "How to Survive Law School" and introductory kind of things. Friday will suck, however. I have my first class Friday from 9:00 A.M. to 1:00 P.M. with Professor Simon, otherwise known as Satan. This isn't good. I finally have all of my syllabi *That's such a fun word "syllabi". It's like "peni" (the word one uses when describing more than one penis, although I'm not exactly sure why one speaks of more than one penis at a time), only cooler because "syllabi" is actually a word. After extensive research, I have discovered that "peni" is in fact a word I made up in my head. But, considering that I have a degree in English, I think if I say it's a word, then damnit it's a word!!!* Anyway, I finally have all of my syllabi and all of my first week assignments. So basically I already have a large load of homework. I tried to get a good jump on it last night, but Nick came over and distracted me. You all know I was ok with that, though.
On another note, I received a letter from my housing complex yesterday warning me of an increasing number of break ins around here lately. Awesome! So much for my landlord telling me there had been no crime around here in the three years she has lived here.

*note: dream sequences will be written in blue. And you all know there will be a lot, I have crazy dreams.
Last night I had a dream that Brooke, Amanda, and I were at a carnival or fair or some such something with rides and games. Details are fuzzy, but I do know that we were all preparing to go to some sort of graduate school. Amanda and I were going to OSU and I'm not sure where Brooke was going (um, can you say anxiety about starting a new school next week? Is this sounding familiar to anyone? It was just like senior year of high school again). Anyway, we were at this thing and Brooke and Amanda were running up a water slide backward and Coach Richardson was yelling at them. Then we rented these sweet little Go-Go-Gadget individual helicopters and were flying around. They were making fun of me because my fear of heights was really kicking in. Then, suddenly, Amanda and I were driving to Stillwater to start school. Only, we weren't roommates. I had a roommate named Ashley...and when we arrived at the dorm, my roommate was none other than Amanda's old sorority sister, Ashley! It was a strange dream. I just wanted to share it.

Well, I need to go get my day started. I hope everyone is having a good week so far.
Jenn: Don't forget the Real World tonight and I hope your toe feels better soon.
Kristin: Keep your head up and take care of yourself.

The dogs would now like to update you on the happenings in their lives.

Frank: last night, nick threw a penny at mom. i ate it. i ate it. i ate it before they could stop me. yuuuuuuuum. then they locked me out of that room upstairs. but thats ok because i ate moms highlighter and nicks chapstick. yummmm. i like that guy and all but he sure does get a lot more attention than me. so i ate penny and his chapstick. take that pretty boy!

Beans: Frank. Is. An. Idiot.
I miss chasing squirrels in our old, giant backyard. All I have to do here is sit around and work on solving the mysteries of quantum physics and devise a plan for global domination. It's tough being a genius trapped in a body like this. My owner -I call her that only because she feeds me, she's actually a pawn in my e-vil plot to take over the world- tried to find me a girlfriend. She claims my other silly pawn in my Evil Plot, AKA Nick, has a beautiful female mutt named Abby. I seriously have reservations about letting those two set me up on a blind date, however. I mean, come one, we have all seen their taste in the opposite sex. While I may be of an entirely different species, I think I know bad taste when I see it! But, what is this they tell me?! Abby is dating a pit bull? And it is serious?! She urinates in his yard everyday during her walk. Now that is commitment. But, really, a pit bull? Oh the shame. I am just not sure that I even want to be associated with someone who urinates in pit bull's yards. It is just not right. I must go now. It is time to lick my weiner while contemplating world domination.