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BOOLAR EATS PIZZA, MAKES FRIENDS, AND PLANS TO VISIT GOODFELLAS.

Today was a day I was dreading, to say the least.

Now, I’m a swingin’ cool ape in my home jungle, and I’m comfy there. But when I’m pulled outta my zone of comfort, I get a little nervous. Okay, a lot nervous. (Okay, okay…my stomach knots all up and I start hoping for some sudden bout of amnesia so I’ll forget about whatever event it is that’s forcing me to go mingle with a whole lotta new apes!)

Today was the first “get to know you” event I’ve had the chance to attend since moving to Valpo. It was held at the law school, and was only for new law students. And they included the words “FREE PIZZA” in the invitation email, so you know I was there with bells on. (Free pizza trumps social anxiety. Write that down.) (by the way, “Write that down” is a reference to the movie National Lampoon’s Van Wilder, which my mom would hate, but my dad and brother would love.)

So, I showed up at the FREE PIZZA get-to-know-your-classmates extravaganza and to my wild disbelief…I had a really good time. Those folks were at my table, which, by the end of the lunch was the only table left still with students, and we decided therefore that we HAD to be the COOL table, because why else would we want to stick around so long after everyone else left if we weren’t? (Yes, I know there are many smart-aleck retorts you could give to that rhetorical question, Chaz, and NO, you aren’t allowed to retort.)

I discovered that Tyffani, like myself, owns all four seasons of the TV show Friends that have been released on DVD, and proudly displays them in her apartment. Wow! Neither of us ever admits that in public, but it sort of happened to slip out, and we instantly became buddies. I have the Friends Trivia Game, which makes Tyffani envy me, so we’re going to get together sometime and quiz each other on Friends trivia. Now, you just TRY and tell me that the fact that I immediately found a fellow Friends-addict isn’t an absolute and undeniable signal from the Universe that I’m in the right place at the right time! Just try! Neat.

I also bought a whole load of flashcards from an attorney who had used them to brush up on topics after many years away from the law scene; she threw in a bunch of study guides too for free. So I wound up with about $300 in merchandise for the bargain price of $40! Who knew bargains could be found on campus? (Bargain and campus are so infrequently EVER found in the same sentence together.)

Oh, and in case you’re curious, M is much happier with her hairstyle now. She goes through these days where… her hair and she are not on speaking terms. It’s very odd. Fortunately, she’s never had a moment of frantic hysteria and just shaved her head, though she’s threatened to do it. Makes me nervous just thinking about that… can you picture a shaved ape? (As M’s grandma would most likely say, “Why would you want to picture a shaved ape?”) Chilling. So, I’m happy with my fur, M’s happy with her hair, and the world rejoices.

BOOLAR BRIEFS TWO CASES.

I briefed my first two cases today. Yay for me, bananas all around. Of course, there’s no telling how well I briefed them since I’ve never had to do this before. However, I understand the cases quite well, I think, which is more important than having a good brief. From what I gather, the briefs are only a necessary step for the first couple of months of school, and then the professors don’t really care how you learn the material, so long as you do. (Which is good, because while I can see myself taking notes and studying them intently, I cannot fathom ever being much of a briefing person.) But I’m pleased with myself that I actually did NOT procrastinate and wait until the last possible second to do this assignment. I have assignments in other classes that are due when classes start…I can always procrastinate on those. (But I probably won’t. My type-A personality is still too flared up.)

GOODFELLAS.

Oh yeah–I said in the first subject line that I was planning to go to Goodfellas tonight. Tyffani, my fellow Friends addict, called and said that a guy in her apartment building (who’s also a law student) is going to this restaurant/bar called Goodfellas with some guys he recently met here, so I then called Regina (who I also met at lunch today) and Drew (who I know from work) and set things up so we’re all meeting there around 8:00 this evening. I’m exceptionally excited, because I just like the idea of hanging out somewhere called Goodfellas. I’m planning to wear my mafia attire, but M thinks that’s a silly idea. (Wait ’til I tell her I’m also planning on speaking in an Italian accent.) (Hey Alex: the bugles are shoved up my nose. Alex knows what I mean. I’d reveal its meaning here but… say it with me!… then I’d have to kill you.)

I have butterflies in my tummy again because it’ll be more meeting new people tonight. But at least now I have several friendly faces that I know and can look for when the sea of unfamiliars becomes overwhelming. And if all else fails, I can call Tyffani and say, “Oh my god, I feel like Phoebe in Season 2 of Friends when she totally got nervous about meeting Frank? Remember that? Oh, totally.” It’s good to share an addiction. (NOTE: When the addiction is legal and non-harmful to yourself or others. Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.)

BOOLAR WILL MISS BB4!

Big Brother 4 will be on tonight, at the same time I’ll be meeting up with the crowd at Goodfellas… ooh, maybe I should call and cancel! (I’m kidding. But you KNOW I’m going to tape it.) My predictions: Justin will be evicted, probably unanimously, unless Jee gives him a sympathy vote. Jack will fight for HOH to continue to keep himself and Erika safe… but Robert will end up winning because he wants it more. Ali would fight for it, but she’s not seen as THAT big of a threat right now, and she knows it, so she’ll throw the game so that she DOESN’T get HOH and still avoids a nomination for a week. We’ll see how right I am this evening when I return!

Apefully yours,
Boolar The Ape
who now has some friends in Valpo. Insert sigh of relief here.

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