Before I forget completely, briefs from the first week back.

Hanes, 2(x)ist, Calvin Klein, gay shit I can't think of at the moment....
(I pun me right up.)

I tried getting up at 630 to take Alex to school and get the car for the rest of the day. As evidenced by that day's journal of additions, it didn't really work. So, I'm getting up at the much more reasonable 730 (or thereabouts?) to go and study at 930 before class at 11. There's a convoluted math at work here, don't try and figure it out.

A&P. All women, save for me and three other guys. All nursing students, save for me and one of the other guys. This one other guy is also pre-med (or so he thinks, or "maybe biology"). He's attractive and I pegged him as a gay when I saw him, but then he said he'd transferred from Riddle which, for those of you not in the know, is full of metro California boys, so it could swing any which way. The professor also called the guy whose last name was clearly "Tant" "Taint," which cracked me right up.
So, who thought in the first semester of A&P we'd be dissecting cadavers? Yeah, me neither. Evidently we are.
We also have to buy our own gloves because the school axed them out of the budget. YAY ARIZONA SCHOOLS.
In the class are two women I knew from last term, a woman from my biology class and another from the tutoring center. They were singing about my good bits (not those good bits) while I was sitting in front of them, which was a little embarrassing. Evidently I'm a very good math teacher and I'm going to get tenured down the line because I'll want to go back to the classroom.

Biology, or Bio II. My teacher is dry as hell. There's only three folks from my class last term. Luckily one of them is Kellie, and the other two are chicks I dug (did dig?). There's a guy who sits catty-corner from Kellie and I who has the most defined pectorals I've ever seen. Kellie and I were both staring (we couldn't help it, hokay?) and he was frickin' winking them at us. Not joking. I dunno if it was intentional, but she also swore up and down after class that he was trying to catch my eye. Needless to say, we nicknamed him "Pecs" immediately.
I ran into Stacy! I'm going to have to track that girl down.
Remember when I posted that quote about us being star stuff a while back? Yeah, I didn't think so, but it's true: Every atom inside your body has, at one point in its atomic life, been inside a star. We ARE star stuff, mofos.
My teacher said the heart was part of the circulatory system, not the cardiovascular. Erm, well....

This is the kind of journal I'm going to look back on and think
What. The. Fuck?