Just a fair warning, the title is really the only interesting part of this entry. I had a bizarre dream today; I only remember little bits and pieces of it, but Mr. Gitch was in it. I was telling other people in the dream, "If I had a nickel for every time Mr. Gitch threatened to kill me . . .!" In a joking kind of way, of course. I don't think Mr. Gitch has ever threatened to kill me. Other than that, I just remember that it was pouring down rain and I looked out the front window of my house back home and our lawn was collapsing. (I live on a hill.) Hmm. Maybe it's because it's raining here today. All dreams aside, today was relatively typical. I had class . . . we had a guest speaker in American Indians who came to talk to us about the Warm Springs reservation in Oregon, and we got to look at the tribal newspaper, which was very interesting. Reminded me of really small town newspapers. Pop music = boring. We talked about disco; I half-heartedly took notes while alternately browsing the Minnesota Orchestra and Amateur Trapshooting Association websites. Astronomy = even more boring. Ugh. In Victims, we did not have a test. I guess it's next week instead. My bad; at least now I'm more prepared. I went to the porn debate on campus between Ron Jeremy and Craig Gross tonight with Juwon. We had to stand in this huge-ass line for awhile. While we were, I told Juwon that since I had never been to Hooters, and it's kind of a life goal for me, my friend Katie D. said she would take me there for my 20th birthday. Juwon said, "I could say something right now and make this very awkward." And I said, deadpan, "What, didn't you know I'm bi?" The look on his face was priceless, and he opened his mouth to ask me to run that by him again, but I quickly followed it up with a "just kidding." But usually I can't say stuff like that without laughing, which totally gives it away. It was fairly interesting. I had no real opinion going in and that hasn't really changed. They brought up good points, and I guess I lean more towards Craig Gross' point of view, but I can at least see both sides of the issue. Unlike the group of people Juwon and I were trying to avoid, who were sitting across the arena from us. Thank goodness they didn't see us, although I'm kind of disgusted with myself that I can't go to things like this without hiding from them. Fuck them. I have a right to live my life without their interference. Around 22:00, Kimberly called and asked if I wanted to come over and help her decide on a dress for the dance next Friday. I brought mine over as well and we put them on, then called Andy and asked him to come over and see us. He did, but he dillydallied for awhile beforehand, so he ended up getting there at 23:00. But he helped Kimberly decide, so it was worth it. And I thought it was fun.