It's the Little Things In Life :-)

Jay gave me this brand new pillow so that I could like take it to class and stuff: it's for my back. He said it would be good for me...it's blue - a nice cobalt blue - and sort of suede like and soft. I got it just before I left town this weekend: he had it for me like two weeks ago but I never went and got it. He left it with Judd for me to get on my way out of town.

Let me just say that without that pillow I would NOT have made it this far this weekend. It was behind my back at the airport, on the plane, at the desk in the hotel late last night and in the early hours this morning while I do my work. The same is true right now and you can BET it will save me from almost unbearable pain at the tournament tomorrw while I'm judging like Parli outrounds. Ugg.

I like flowers...in fact I love flowers. I love daisies. I love stuffed animals. I love Skittles and bright colored pens and anything with glitter on it. But this weekend, NONE of those goofy things would've helped me much. This pillow combined with my heating pad [which is now with me EVERYWHERE I go] make my life bearable.

What a good thing to have..


It's the little things in life you know?

Tournament

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

What a Long Week

Ok you guys I have had like the LONGEST week ever. And since I am too tired at this point to tell you about it, I will do two things.

1. I will promise to tell you about it tomorrow.

2. I will appease you, my faithful readers, with a picture of who you have all been waiting to meet: My Mystery Man!

That really is him! Isn't he cool?

IJM

Today was spent in the atrium of the law school...but for good reason: my officers and I sat all day long in attempt to garner membership for our club: THE FIRST LAW SCHOOL CHAPTER OF IJM EVER. I am SO excited - I just don't know what to say. We sat there all day and as of my last count, had almost SIXTY people sign up to join our chapter.

I can't even begin to talk about how happy I am. I clearly made the right choice as per law schools. Dean Gash and Dean Starr weren't lying when they told me that this would be the place to come if I wanted to start an IJM Law School Chapter and eat up all the human rights stuff I could hold.

Jay and Judd and I went down to the Law School Worship night this evening at Stauffer Chapel: it was great. Afterwards though, my real worship began: our law school chpater in conjunction with the undergraduate chapter showed Invisible Children at Elkins Audotorium. If you guys don't know about Invisible Children, your lives are lacking somethin' awful. Invisible Children i the story of Ugandan children who run away from home each night in search of a safe place to sleep: a place where the rebel army LRA will not find them. The run from terror and blood and horror. And the disgusting truth: that over 50,000 of them have already been kidnapped, is IGNORED by the world at large. They are invisible.

BUT THEY ARE NOT INVISIBLE TO GOD.

And so they are not invisible to me.



Elkins was full tonight; we had standing room only. I don't know what to say except that as I watched the movie, wrought with tears, I had a heart full or both horror and joy at the same time. What is happening will not be tolerated. But the fact that we got SO many to witness it means that God's justice will be done. And even if not tonight in Uganda, then tonight in the hearts of the newly broken.


SEEK JUSTICE.

This Weekend

This weekend was so much fun. Friday morning I took Mel and Tyler over the conference. After my morning class and around lunch time I met Tyler in the atrium and took him to Contracts II with me. He LOVED IT!! He absolutely adored McDonald. :-) Melanie went to Torts with me and although Miller was a bit out control at that point it was great.

I was able to get out of the intramural soccer game and worked on homework and my memo while the ACU Super Four finished the conference. Afterwards Melane, Tyler, Joey, Jim, Jim's sister [who is a 2L here], her boyfriend, Judd, Jay & I went to Alegria's for dinner. We love Alegria's: best Italian food ever.

We all went our seperate ways Friday night. Saturday morning the ACU Crew had to go back to the conference. During the middle of the morning I had to take Melanie back to the airport. Tyler went with me and we ate at the Promenade on the way back. ...in the afternoon those [now three], me and Judd and Jay headed out. The two boys went straight to Santa Barbara and I took the ACU Super Three to see Air Force One at the Reagan presidential library.

We met up with everyone at Santa Barabara and had Peruvian food on State Street. We walked downtown, saw the pier, the Santa Barbara Mission; it was wicked.