He is a butt dog

It cracks us up! Chance is a butt dog! He sticks his behind in Callie's face hoping to distract her while they are wrestling. It is so funny. He just maneuvers around so that his hieny is always the first defense. He uses it offensively too. Callie has picked up on his tactic and throws her butt around now too. It's hilarious to watch. I'll try to get a video of it sometime and post it here.

After completing my homework for tomorrow's classes, I went to the gym to workout. I did cardio for about 30 minutes (should have done it longer) and then started lifting weights. Okay, I've never really gone to a gym before, nor have I been given more than a cursory orientation on how to use/do/lift weights. It started out well but all of a sudden I just felt so conscious of all the people around me...and some them were glancing at me. I shouldn't have panicked, but I was afraid I was doing it wrong ,or they were looking at me because I wasn't lifting much. It was overwhelming and I just couldn't stay and do a complete set/round/whatever. I grabbed my phone, looked at my watch as if I were running late for a very important date, and left the gym while dialing numbers to make it look like I was calling the Queen of Wonderland. Of course, when I got home I felt really awful about leaving in a rush. I shouldn't have assumed that people were looking at me like didn't know what I was doing, because if I were to be caught looking around, it would be because I wanted to see how to use that machine if I thought the person using it knew what they were doing. I just get so hyper-conscious and start to triple guess myself.

Tomorrow is the second day of classes. It's the day you find out what class is really going to be like. I'm not too nervous, but I really hope I don't have any professors that like to randomly call on students. It's just not cool. One time in high school, an English teacher had us write something and then called on people to share what they wrote in front of the entire class. She picked me to share. I turned, looked at her, and said, "I'd rather not." Didn't work; I shared what I wrote. Luckily, in college, most literature professors read your writings and don't require oral presentations. And, yes, the lack of public speaking and group projects is one of the main reasons I chose to major in English literature.