It's been a while since I updated. I spent two weeks in Ireland, where I balanced visiting pubs, 500-year-old Universities, and slavishly working on my Jessup memorial. Since then, I've returned to Edmonton, and have started on my final semester after 9 glorious years at the University of Alberta. Anyone who graduates after 4 years misses out on opportunities for discovery and personal growth.
The LSA organized a trip to the MustardSeed Church, where we cooked supper and served to almost 400 homeless people. It was a great experience. As with my time with Student Legal Services and my current stint with the Alberta Human Rights Commission, you truly get a sobering feeling of how you can make a difference in the world. That, more than anything, is important to me. Fuck the Calgary oil money. That's what's important to me.
Finally, last night, I finished 6th out of 63 people in a no-limit poker game. Fun times were had.
And now, a word from our sponsor;
Finishing 6th out of 63rd in a poker game is like being the 6th guy on Maury to not be the father of Tammy O'Shaniqua's white-trash baby. Naturally, she'll scream, slam her monstrous ham-fists ineffectually into the ground and mourn what might have been, but that's the sort of thing that happens when you tag-team the U of A SU after a drunken karaoke jam session at RATT. I wager it's only a matter of time before they test Lettner. High drama. He'll welch on support.