The Competition

The competition is in San Francisco in less than three days. I am already incredibly nervous. If we win we go on to nationals in April. If we lose, I have one less thing on my plate. Each has its advantages.

I had a confrontation with the Director of the Alternative Dispute Resolution Board today. She wanted to make sure I was still committed to the club and I told her straight up that my commitment is waning. My input has thus far been ignored and no one is delegating any appropriate tasks to me, so I never have any idea what is expected of me. I appreciate that she took the time to check in with me but I sincerely doubt anything is going to change - which is why I am going to have nothing to do with this club next year.

I am glad, however, that I won my preferred position on law review for next year - Executive Editor. It sounds so official. I had a cute little speech and a planted question from the audience and everything. (The question was whether "anal retentive" is hyphenated. It isn't if it is used alone, but if it is modifying another word, like "anal-retentive person", it is phyenated. That's Rule 7.90 of the Chicago Manual of Style.) It is going to be my biggest commitment next year but I think it will work out since it is going to be one of my only commitments besides classes. I would like to stay on the board of the Women's Law Forum, but in much more of an advisory capacity than this year. This year I've felt stressed out by the Women and Money Speaker Series I organized so it will be nice to pass that off to some eager 1L who will be able to put more time and energy into it than I.

I had an amazing Valentines Day with Ryan a weekend or two back. I felt truly relaxed for the first time in months. We went to see Lucy (otherwise known as Australopithecus afarensis) at the Pacific Science Center; Ryan gave me a half dozen red roses and I got dressed up for our dinner at Betty on Queen Anne, where I had the most amazing roast duck. At one point on Saturday afternoon after we got back from Lucy I fell asleep on the couch with my head on his chest. It was the most peaceful I've felt in a long time. When we were at dinner we had some important discussions about what next year is going to be like and I feel more reinforced in my decisions now. I can't wait to see him again, but before I do, I still have to write three papers, put on the regional ADR competition, compete in NAAC, and implement the transition on the OLR Board.

Oy vey.