So I had a dream 2 nights ago that was so weird I had to share.  So Tom Hanks and I were preparing to go into space together.  Our spacecraft was a piano, which was also a casket.  Tom Hanks and I had to carry this...contraption...everywhere we went.  Our launch site was the dining room of my family's house, or more specifically, the front left corner of the dining room. (I know, wtf, right?)  However, we had delays because a girl that I am marginally acquainted with was sitting on the floor watching a small TV that was on the floor as well.  We ended up leaving the house at one point, and it turns out that the house, while identical to my family's house on the inside, is totally different on the outside.  This house sat on a cliffside overlooking the ocean (facing west, because the sun was setting) and instead of a yard, this house was situated on the edge of a huge gravel parking lot.  Hundreds of cars were just starting to show up for something completely different, and groups of people were walking past me.  That is all that I remember.  It was strange.

In other news...

NEXT SEMESTER'S SCHEDULE!

Poetry- MWF 10:30-11:20
Italian 201- MWF 12:30-1:20
Habermas and the Public Sphere- WF 1:30-2:45
Cincinnati History and Politics/Governing Cincinnati- W 6:00-8:30
Christian Ethics: Methods and Questions- TR 8:30-9:45
Civil Rights and Civil Liberties- TR 10:00-11:15

I'm excited.  Except for the part where I graduate in a year...pretty terrified of that.