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kerpingtack) wrote2008-11-04 08:30 am
kerpingtack) wrote2008-11-04 08:30 am
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NOVEMBER 4
I VOTED!! :DD
I'm so excited, I'm all jittery. The voting was sort of nervousing because they were asking for precinct numbers and I actually looked that up yesterday and I almost wrote it down, but was like "will I really need this?" So there was some confusion with the lines, I was pretty sure I was in the green table but I wasn't 100% sure so I stayed in the main line to check and yep I was. Whatever. And I didn't double-check my ballot as a whole (I pulled out the ballot too early and of course you can't understand it then); I double-checked each individual page though.
I will tell you the story of my day! I woke up at 6 and it was raining and lol I forgot roomie was there and I got out of the bed the way I do when she's not there, ie bypass the ladder at the foot of the bed and just go over the railing, stepping on the lower (roomie's) bed. I didn't wake her up though. I should be nicer because she let me in yesterday and zooomg I am really grateful. I made myself a grilled cheese and peanut butter sammich (it's pretty good but not exceptional, I'd say) and a grapefruit. I was SUPER RIDICULOUS this morning, I was tired and sort of delirious with hunger because by that point I hadn't eaten in like 12 hours, so like when I took the grapefruit out of the refrigerator I held it and seriously thought, "This grapefruit... is a grapefruit of CHANGE." AND IT WAS.
I fucked around till 6:45 then went out to the polling station. There was a kind of sizable line, but not that bad, and def. not as bad as I was ~fearing. The lady in front of me was later joined by her husband and together, they made up like the prototypical white liberal middle-aged couple. The husband was balding and had a beard and was older than the lady; the lady had short hair and was wearing a scarf that looked like the carpet of a casino; they both looked like profs (I don't think they were though?) and were both wearing glasses and coats and read their own copy of the New York Times and did the crossword.
By the time it was seven the line had grown to the end of the block. It was exciting! And the lady was like, "I thought students were supposed to sleep in late!" and the husband said, "I've been here for 15 years, and the line has never been longer than the front steps." It warmed my heart. Oh peer group, you're not ALWAYS fuckfaced!
The only other notable thing was that there was a hella cute dog by the front door. It looked a little like a Welsh corgi and every time someone came out of the building it would turn its head and watch them walk away. OMMG so cuuuute.
I'm so excited!! By the end of this day (roughly, whatever) we'll know who the next mfing president of the United gd States of America is! FUCK YEAH!
I'm also excited because my failboat-ish (at least a fail-tugboat) soash prof. emailed to say that her voting registration is screwed up so she might have to camp out at the polling place all the day or something, so class (and the quiz) might be cancelled. !! Is it wrong for me to hope that it'll take a long time? ~If that's wrong then I don't want to be right.~
PRESIDENT OBAMA YOU GUYS, PRESIDENT OBAMA.
I'm so excited, I'm all jittery. The voting was sort of nervousing because they were asking for precinct numbers and I actually looked that up yesterday and I almost wrote it down, but was like "will I really need this?" So there was some confusion with the lines, I was pretty sure I was in the green table but I wasn't 100% sure so I stayed in the main line to check and yep I was. Whatever. And I didn't double-check my ballot as a whole (I pulled out the ballot too early and of course you can't understand it then); I double-checked each individual page though.
I will tell you the story of my day! I woke up at 6 and it was raining and lol I forgot roomie was there and I got out of the bed the way I do when she's not there, ie bypass the ladder at the foot of the bed and just go over the railing, stepping on the lower (roomie's) bed. I didn't wake her up though. I should be nicer because she let me in yesterday and zooomg I am really grateful. I made myself a grilled cheese and peanut butter sammich (it's pretty good but not exceptional, I'd say) and a grapefruit. I was SUPER RIDICULOUS this morning, I was tired and sort of delirious with hunger because by that point I hadn't eaten in like 12 hours, so like when I took the grapefruit out of the refrigerator I held it and seriously thought, "This grapefruit... is a grapefruit of CHANGE." AND IT WAS.
I fucked around till 6:45 then went out to the polling station. There was a kind of sizable line, but not that bad, and def. not as bad as I was ~fearing. The lady in front of me was later joined by her husband and together, they made up like the prototypical white liberal middle-aged couple. The husband was balding and had a beard and was older than the lady; the lady had short hair and was wearing a scarf that looked like the carpet of a casino; they both looked like profs (I don't think they were though?) and were both wearing glasses and coats and read their own copy of the New York Times and did the crossword.
By the time it was seven the line had grown to the end of the block. It was exciting! And the lady was like, "I thought students were supposed to sleep in late!" and the husband said, "I've been here for 15 years, and the line has never been longer than the front steps." It warmed my heart. Oh peer group, you're not ALWAYS fuckfaced!
The only other notable thing was that there was a hella cute dog by the front door. It looked a little like a Welsh corgi and every time someone came out of the building it would turn its head and watch them walk away. OMMG so cuuuute.
I'm so excited!! By the end of this day (roughly, whatever) we'll know who the next mfing president of the United gd States of America is! FUCK YEAH!
I'm also excited because my failboat-ish (at least a fail-tugboat) soash prof. emailed to say that her voting registration is screwed up so she might have to camp out at the polling place all the day or something, so class (and the quiz) might be cancelled. !! Is it wrong for me to hope that it'll take a long time? ~If that's wrong then I don't want to be right.~
PRESIDENT OBAMA YOU GUYS, PRESIDENT OBAMA.