The Fanstastic Ms. Fox

The last big paper is out of the way: I've arranged a schedule for next semester that should safely transmute most of this bullshit into nice short weeky assignments.
Senate was nice. Your tuition and tax dollars put lots of good food in our stomachs.

Also, I am running for External Relations Officer. SFU students must vote for me. It's the law.

Slate names (I want to both get people's attention and get into office):
- Scratch Here and Win
- M*therf*cking students in m*therf*cking government (the only party endorsed by this blurry photo of Samuel L. Jakson)
- Wo bushou hanyu (I don't speak Mandarin)

- Clearly the best choice (i.e. Sasha Fox is... CLEARLY THE BEST CHOICE)
- Last, best and only hope
- At least marginally competent (as above)
- Definitely Not a Cylon
- Another mammal running for office
- Fantastic!
- Fiscally and socially responsible
- Yo momma / Your Mom
- Foretold in prophecy

Just got back from Senate. It starts out with a large pile of name cards, one of which has your surname on it.
Then you mill around in a room while people mumble.
You stand in line for some snacks; the guy at the front bangs a gavel.
You sit down. You hope that other people don't know that you're a bit baffled as to how you came by this position of responsibility.
I realize that all politics is like this: on-the-job training.

Email excerpt:
"This is to confirm that in the election of two students, one of whom must be from the Faculty of Education, two nominations were received and you have been declared elected by acclamation for term of office from date of election to May 31, 2007."

I was planning to go up on Sunday to put up posters, but... I guess that this should save some time. Huh.

::grins::