The first days of class...

Nina was waiting for me at the binz yesterday with a menu posted that said,
"Breakfast
1. Egg Beaters
2. Fried Eggs on English Muffins
3. Sausage Patties
4. Diced Potatoes
5. Oatmeal
Where's Calley?"
Who cares that my name was spelled wrong? IT WAS WRITTEN ON THE MENU. Its like I'm famous.

My Catholic Studies professor has a daughter that might be the reincarnation of me...that is, if I believed in reincarnation and if I were dead.
I've decided Dr. Kemp (philosophy prof)has a strange graviational pull on him. Everything about him is off kilter to the left: his belt buckle perpetually slid to the left side no matter how many times he centered it, his tie knot was almost hidden underneath the left lapel of his collared shirt, his head tilts to the left, and he leans his left side on the chalk board.
Through a "get to know you" exercise with Dr. Radka Turcajova in finite math I have learned more about her favorite travel destinations, foods, and places to live than I might ever need to know.
In Dr. Young-ok An's English class my name now has a big line connecting it to Mykala's on the roster. We're not sure how we feel about that, especially after only one day.

Moving on...Joe and I drove around last night looking for a police officer to give us directions to the closest Cub Foods (Joe's idea) We did eventually find a cop. He was standing inside the door of the Cub Foods on University.
Walks along River Road have resumed.
Tiff (who will be very excited she is being mentioned yet again in a sidenote) has been getting headaches in her attic room...I mean penthouse suite...from the paint fumes up there and so slept here in my lovely room. Jenny almost joined us to make it a fullfledged slumber party but didn't quite have the motivation to drag her mattress in here at midnight.
After a double-take experience in the quad, I taught Kala how to do a bank transaction face to face with a teller. We also found napkins at Caribou that might have been custom made for us..."Espresso Truths: A.M.-azing." I took 13 of them.

Away message of the day:
"pretty sure i have on the cheapest outfit i own. $1 gap jeans from a garage sale, a $3 black a-line undershirt from target, a necklace that was the free piece in a buy two get one free deal, $5 sunglasses, and flip flops that are like 5 years old and i bought with a gift certificate in the first place. thats like, what, $9? even if you factor in the haircut (free not including the candy dots i had to buy for kala) and the $10 box of hairdye...we're still under $20. yea. whats up now?"

I'm so proud, as is Lettie Bumpkins.
:end sidenote