Better than pictures

I have a video of the Storm the Wall event. I am the first on climbing the wall in the video; it isn't very graceful or dignified. There was a viewing at my house earlier after I had some people over for dinner, and you should have heard Sharon laughing as I struggled to hoist my butt over the wall.
Despite my slow progress, we posted a time good enough to make the finals. Thrilling! Our next heat is on Wednesday.

More like a gentle spring drizzle

Today we had our information clinic and practice time for an intramural event I am participating in next week, Storm the Wall. It is a relay race for teams of five - a swimmer, a sprinter, a cyclist, a runner and one "wall person." Once all the legs of the relay are completed we all meet at the wall and each team member has to get over it, assisted as required by their team. The wall is 12 ft high and entirely flat; there are no holds. You just have to be boosted up, grabbed by your team mates, get your armpits up on the ledge, and swing your legs up. It is really, really hard. And I am afraid of heights. We practiced our team Storming strategy twice, so twice I had to haul my completely bottom-heavy body over the damn wall. I think I might be the weakest link.

This is a good picture. You can see how she is standing on her teammates. I guess I am lucky I am not one of the two tallest members of my team, so I don't have to boost anyone.

Our first heat in the relay is on Monday at lunch. I was very excited about the whole event. But now I am really nervous. I keep telling myself that I got over it fine twice today, why would I fail to get over on Monday? But still, today I didn't have the added challenge of being tired from a 225 meter swim right before. Wish me luck. Hopefully I will post pictures after the event.

Coyote, Fox or Flamingo

There's this guy at school who's name I cannot remember. I feel very badly about this, as he and I are on a "hi, how are you?" basis around the Law building, and I even gave him a lift home once. But damned if I can remember his name. Although, for some reason I am pretty sure it is either Brandon, Brendon or Josh.

The Judges got me drunk!

No seriously.
I will totally explain this tomorrow in detail when I am not drunk and it is not one-thirty in the morning.

Allsorts

I just got home from voting in a Federal by-election. Without any regard for the whole "secret ballot" thing, I will tell you. I voted Liberal. I will probably vote Liberal until the day I die. The other day I took a "mini-quiz" online to determine my political beliefs. I was the most Liberal it was possible to be. My economic and social views correlate perfectly to the traditional conception of Liberal politics. It was actually kind of odd that the results were so strong.

Even though there are no first year classes on Mondays I had to go to school because I said I would help out with a bake sale for the Rugby team. Afterwards, I hung around, ostensibly to work on my arguments for my moot court appearance tomorrow. I would not classify it as a very productive day by any means (I left school with about 2 paragraphs written), but it is exactly what I though Law school would/should be like. Sitting around with a bunch of smart, interesting, fun people discussing legal arguments, moral ideas, politics, and policy. I felt so happy doing exactly what I was doing, even though I wasn't putting any words on paper or making visible progress. The ideas and the camaraderie were absolutely fantastic though. It was a very enjoyable (and nerdy) afternoon.

I am trying to get through this week on $7.60 worth of groceries. I bought a loaf of bread and some fresh fruit and veg on the way home today. There is peanut butter, tuna fish, tomato soup, Kraft Dinner and rice in the cupboards, and frozen peas and corn in the freezer, so I think it is totally doable. That should leave about $30 in my budget for the week. I am a little short because I spent so much money this weekend. I had a coupon for 15% off at Lush, that expired on Saturday. So clearly I HAD to spend $25 on bubble bath. CLEARLY.
I am totally shit at this budget thing.

Magical Rape-Repellent Pants

If you want something to be outraged and completely baffled by check out this Italian case.

Remember girls, wear your jeans to be protected from non-consensual sex. And if you're wearing a skirt you're probably asking for it anyway.

Almost ready to admit it

The other day I absentmindedly started rubbing my eyes. And then I thought "wow, my eyes are really itchy. I wonder why my eyes are so itchy?" This thought gave me flashback to a conversation I had with Mark at approximately this time last year.

"Frick, my eyes are really itchy."

"Stop rubbing them"

"I can't help it, they're really itchy. I wonder why my eyes are so itchy"

"Maybe you have allergies."

"That's ridiculous. I don't have allergies."

"Yeah, you probably do."

"No I don't."

"You might."

"I DON'T!"

I'm not sure if those were our exact words, but you get the gist. It was a very mature and grown up conversation as you can tell. As you can also tell, I am very resistant to the idea of having "seasonal allergies." I don't like to admit illness at any time, and "season allergies" seem like an especially pathetic ailment to cop to. It makes me feel like princess who can't take a little fuzz in the air. Furthermore, I went 24 years without any springtime complaint. I find it ridiculous to think that I just suddenly develop such sensitivity.

Anyway, last year I just bought some eye drops and continued to complain about dry itchy eyes for a couple weeks, and then it got better.

So, now, suspiciously, at about the same time of year, I have again been stricken with mysterious itchy eyes. And this year also a very runny nose, and uncontrollable sneezing. Before noon today I had already logged at least 6 big sneezes.

This morning I bought a box of antihistamines at London Drugs and took one. So far, my desire to claw out my eyeballs has completely subsided, and I am getting longer and longer breaks between sneezes.

I don't like what all this implies.