do I always have to think up a title?

No, you can't see me. But yes, I'm in there. You can see obsession #2, although just barely. I'm hidden in front of him, surrounded by tall people, blocking my view.

Can you find the man in the fedora? ;)

The walk was long - rainy at the beginning and sunny by the end. Overall we had a good time of it, and all inconveniences were worth it just to help make up the 15,000 people marching for LIFE in a city like San Francisco. There are just men in Gomorrah yet, Lot. Tell God to delay the incineration a little longer - there is some small amount of hope.

As for the pro-choice protestors: yeah, there are some serious freaks in San Francisco. I largely ignored them during the march; I kept my eyes away and tried my best to ignore the rude ruckus they raised over loudspeakers. They were hardly worth my attention, being blatantly evil, and possessing the intellectual capacities of gnats - I can rest assured that if there were any decent persons along that road who were undecided on the issue of abortion, they are at least now loathe to associate themselves with pro-choice activists. They gave ample cause for horror with their death-obsessed appearances, language, and open, unprovoked, demonic rage. They were a better argument for our cause than anything we could have done ourselves. I thank them heartily for being so unabashedly evil. The world may more easily loathe their murderous agenda. After all, that which is ugly is hard to promote.

So, I'm happy to be back on campus, though. It was an exhausting weekend - we traveled about 800 miles in less than 36 hours. I got very, very little sleep - and what I did get managed to knock my whole spine out of alignment, as we were on a tile floor and I'm not as young as I once was. ;p Actually, I think I just managed to turn myself funny somehow. If I'd managed to stay on my stomach all night I would've been fine - plenty of padding on that side, unfortunately. *shrug* oh well.

For any classmates who are reading this blog - here's some helpful class/seminar advice learnt with much pain and gnashing of teeth a little over a week ago. No, it isn't firsthand, surprisingly enough. Someone else learned it the hard way, but I intend to learn from his mistake. Never again will I willfully committ this offense.

Laugh ye not at thy classmate in ridicule, lest he offer thee an argument which kicketh thy tail, constraining thee to eateth thine own words.

Well, I ought to go now. Gotta get back to studying eubulia, synesis and gnome.

Pax Christi,
Emily