I don't know how many of you are aware of this, but I am a debate coach for Pepperdine's Undergraduate team. DON'T ask me why I do this as a First Year Law Student and DEFINATELY don't ask me why I am in ARIZONA during P&A Memo II Week. I'm dumb.
Anyway, to add stress to open OPPRESSION wounds, I am THE ONLY COACH here at this tournament in Arizona, and I am exhausted beyond all reason. I WOULD sit here and blog ALL about the misery of today but there is no need: I already complained about it to Judd AND my mom. PLUS I know you won't know what I'm talking about ANYWAY.
As I sit here listening to Cry Me A River by Justin Timberlake I realize that it probably doesn't even matter that today sucked butt since I won't remember Thursday night when I am frantically trying to finish my memo. And I am SURE that all the people in Africa who will be making bricks in the heat all day at the kiln today DEFINATELY do not want to hear about it. Let's just leave it at this:
CRY ME A RIVER
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