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I have a severe allergy to dust mites in any form. This is why I am so fatigued and was causing and aiding my depression, because my bed and bed sheets are full of them. LITERALLY, full. So tonight, instead of going to the rainbowgrads potluck, I will be going to Target to shop for allergen friendly bedding, and new pillows. :)

And.. cats.. and dogs..

And severely allergic to grass. Yes, grass, which is why I get so many rashes.

In other news, she won. I give up. I tried so hard to be pleasant on the phone, but it wasn't enough. Do you know what kind of pain it is to have someone continuously hang up when the convo doesn't go their way and then block you?

Yeah, she doesn't care. And why should I grieve a love that never existed. We obviously can't talk. Don't want that in my life. I want people that love me. Actually love me.

So, she got what she wanted, because I am letting her know. It was nice knowing her. Well, at least I think I knew her.

Cops

Waxing poetic in Criminal Procedure about the search of homes, cars, mobile homes. If people know how much power and discretion is given to the police, they may be a little more wary of the power given to them. Perhaps they would even want the government to require a critcal thinking skills test before they enter the profession.

Why do we need to rely on a glorified filmed version of a police stop on COPS to illlustrate the vehicle assumption? Could we have used another, or given 2 minutes to acknowledge the influence that media has on the decisionmaking procedures of police.

Well, I'm an idiot

I should have maintained radio silence, but I didn't, so I got blackout drunk. I have not been that drink since freshman year of college.

I talked about my life, my friends. She told me about her amazing new relationship.

I guess, I am just not lookking for someone new, I never was, I just wanted more friend time. Now I am getting it. It doesn;t help that I ended up at some person's house I didn't know.. with swords.

But thank god, Claire brought me curry and Lindsay slept over with me last night. If you ever want me to cuddle as big spoon all night, get me blackout drunk.

Last night, I was that annoying white girl talking to her ex in a bathroom stall of a bar. Last night, I got to hear how much she loved her new gf as I cried in front of a quarter of the 1L class.  She kept saying her name like I knew her new gf. I don't want to know her name. I don't want to know about trips you go on together.

Why did you want to talk to me if you don't care? If you knew it was over in October? WHy did you stay?

And then she blocked me, I have never had a relationship end this way. It is over. She ended it last night. We can't be friends. My friends would never go about it this way. Clare was selfish, but she never crossed that line. She never just shut me down and told me about the new person she was dating when we caught up.

I guess the dorm room goodybe was our last real goodbye.

Thank god, I have great friends.

AHHHHHH!!

So I have this awesome poet friend, Meg Day...

and she is friends with this amazing human, Andrea Gibson. AND NOT ONLY IS SHE COMING TO SEATTLE BUT SHE IS HAVING A SPOKEN WORD WORKSHOP NEAR PORTLAND...


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I GOT A PERSONAL INVITATION.

I JUST DIED. I AM DEAD.

Selma

Tonight I went to see Selma with Kurt. As I watched the film, so many things hit me hard in the face. I have been so selfish for the past year and a half. I came to law school to help in the struggle––to aid in the recognition of people's rights, and I have made so much of this experience about me. I've dropped so much direct action and direct work.

I didn't participate in the actions for Ferguson or Eric Garner. I let my sadness control me. I let my anger overcome my kindness.

My need for comfort was more important than the cause.

Because most of all––this work was never about me. It's not about me. My priorities have been so messed up.

Damn, time to pick myself back up to engage in this community. So many people throughout history have put their lives, and personal desires, to the side for the cause of equality. They knew sacrifice. They knew patience. They knew kindness.

How can people deny the actions of the justice system are not a direct reflection of historical racism?

First Email of the Day:

Of course! You do realize that  - Debora *****, Michelle ****** and I will.be sitting together and wearing tiaras. Put me down for 2 tickets.

Sent from my Windows Phone

It is going to be a great Wednesday...

Wow, I feel like I got hit by a bus. Tried to get up for cycling this morning and my body would not move.

Last night I had a great convo. I have a tendancy to run...

Don't run.

Don't run.

You need to face this and then let it pass.