And now, the real fun begins...
Nov. 3rd, 2008 07:17 pmOkay, I'm home and watching the lights ripple over the water. Very calming, very soothing. This is needful, because tomorrow, well...tomorrow.
I won't be voting early tomorrow, since I'm an early guard tomorrow. But the minute my workday is done at 5 I will be grabbing a cab to my polling place, telling the nice volunteers I'm already registered, and waiting however the hell long it takes to vote and say my piece. I'm bringing food and knitting, because I expect a long line and I am staying until I vote. This should work just fine, but I'm fretting anyway, can't be helped. I know I'm not fretting alone...there's so many things that could happen, I can't even think of them all without wanting to hyperventilate into a big paper bag. So I am shutting down those brain circuits and filling them temporarily with all the Pinky and the Brain episodes I've ever seen until I've voted and feel like I can breathe again...
Frankly, I think Election day should be a national holiday...who's with me here?
I won't be voting early tomorrow, since I'm an early guard tomorrow. But the minute my workday is done at 5 I will be grabbing a cab to my polling place, telling the nice volunteers I'm already registered, and waiting however the hell long it takes to vote and say my piece. I'm bringing food and knitting, because I expect a long line and I am staying until I vote. This should work just fine, but I'm fretting anyway, can't be helped. I know I'm not fretting alone...there's so many things that could happen, I can't even think of them all without wanting to hyperventilate into a big paper bag. So I am shutting down those brain circuits and filling them temporarily with all the Pinky and the Brain episodes I've ever seen until I've voted and feel like I can breathe again...
Frankly, I think Election day should be a national holiday...who's with me here?