Voting and TMI
Nov. 4th, 2008 01:44 pmFor those of you not living in the US, you may have some understanding of what an election day means, but you won't have that deeper level of knowledge of what living in a Bush world actually means.
And so, yes, you're likely to get very tired of the I VOTED posts today, but you've got to understand....this is our way of saying that we did something, even though it was small and likely to get lost in the big picture, we did something, we voiced an opinion, we stood up and said that we gave a damn.
And that's what voting really is. Our one chance to make our infinitesimal mark on our world.
That being said....WE FUCKING VOTED!!!!!
There were no lines. There was no waiting. We walked in, got checked in, and voted.
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When I got everyone moving to head out to vote this morning, I noticed a couple of voter registration cards laying on the table. Demon said they had been put in my laptop. I remarked that we must have just gotten new ones mailed, because any old ones were surely missing...since I had no idea where they were, and for TMF to know where they were was surely a miracle.
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Miracles do happen apparently. Amusingly enough....TMF knew where our voter's registration cards were. This is the man who will loose tools, his wallet, keys, medications, batteries, money, his freaking penis if it weren't attached....and he knew where our god-damned voter's registration cards were. And his repeated response to my shock and amazement is a simple "Fuck you". :)
So if my dream comes true, and my hopes are fulfilled today, I'm laying the glory on TMF....who knew where something was, when we needed them.
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Now, on to other news. And I'm not cutting this because frankly, you're all adults, a great number of you are women, and if you're not a woman, 95% of you like to fuck them and if you can stick your dick in one, you can sure as hell put up with a woman ranting about being a woman. For the small percentage of you who aren't female and don't prefer relations with them, I apologize.
I'm home today from work because I ampossessed by the devil having the WORSTPERIODINTHEWORLDEVEREXPERIENCEDBYAWOMANINTHEENTIREHISTORYOFHUMANITY!!!!!!
Apparently missing my Depo shot last July has made my body want to re-set itself. I had to buy a tampon last night at work. Apparently those dispenser tampons are made for women with vagina's the diameter of a Louisville Slugger and are also covered in large grit sandpaper.
I'm not only shedding the lining of my uterus. I am apparently shedding my intestinal wall, the inner workings of my fallopian tubes, mysterious objects from my ovaries, and the contents of my pancreas, liver, and gallbladder too.
I'm dying. These aren't cramps. These are seizures. I'm not bleeding. I'm hemorrhaging.
My emotions aren't taking the typical snarling vicious turn they usually take during a period, where people flee in terror from me. No, not this time. Right now, I'm depressed. On the verge of a crying breakdown at any second. Parking to vote, I accidentally parked a tire on the curb. So TMF had to pull forward enough to get it off. I nearly burst into tears over this.
I need a steak. Medium rare, preferably a little more on the rare side. I need red meat and blood. I swear. I am craving it. I just got done eating 4 stuffed bell peppers. I ate 4 STUFFED PEPPERS!!!! And it didn't fit the bill.
Craving bloody steak.........and ice cream. Thankfully I have an entire pint of Haggen Dazs coffee ice cream in the freezer.
And I have a headache.
If I was a horse, I'd be shot because letting an animal suffer is cruel.
And so, yes, you're likely to get very tired of the I VOTED posts today, but you've got to understand....this is our way of saying that we did something, even though it was small and likely to get lost in the big picture, we did something, we voiced an opinion, we stood up and said that we gave a damn.
And that's what voting really is. Our one chance to make our infinitesimal mark on our world.
That being said....WE FUCKING VOTED!!!!!
There were no lines. There was no waiting. We walked in, got checked in, and voted.
~*~
When I got everyone moving to head out to vote this morning, I noticed a couple of voter registration cards laying on the table. Demon said they had been put in my laptop. I remarked that we must have just gotten new ones mailed, because any old ones were surely missing...since I had no idea where they were, and for TMF to know where they were was surely a miracle.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Miracles do happen apparently. Amusingly enough....TMF knew where our voter's registration cards were. This is the man who will loose tools, his wallet, keys, medications, batteries, money, his freaking penis if it weren't attached....and he knew where our god-damned voter's registration cards were. And his repeated response to my shock and amazement is a simple "Fuck you". :)
So if my dream comes true, and my hopes are fulfilled today, I'm laying the glory on TMF....who knew where something was, when we needed them.
~*~
Now, on to other news. And I'm not cutting this because frankly, you're all adults, a great number of you are women, and if you're not a woman, 95% of you like to fuck them and if you can stick your dick in one, you can sure as hell put up with a woman ranting about being a woman. For the small percentage of you who aren't female and don't prefer relations with them, I apologize.
I'm home today from work because I am
Apparently missing my Depo shot last July has made my body want to re-set itself. I had to buy a tampon last night at work. Apparently those dispenser tampons are made for women with vagina's the diameter of a Louisville Slugger and are also covered in large grit sandpaper.
I'm not only shedding the lining of my uterus. I am apparently shedding my intestinal wall, the inner workings of my fallopian tubes, mysterious objects from my ovaries, and the contents of my pancreas, liver, and gallbladder too.
I'm dying. These aren't cramps. These are seizures. I'm not bleeding. I'm hemorrhaging.
My emotions aren't taking the typical snarling vicious turn they usually take during a period, where people flee in terror from me. No, not this time. Right now, I'm depressed. On the verge of a crying breakdown at any second. Parking to vote, I accidentally parked a tire on the curb. So TMF had to pull forward enough to get it off. I nearly burst into tears over this.
I need a steak. Medium rare, preferably a little more on the rare side. I need red meat and blood. I swear. I am craving it. I just got done eating 4 stuffed bell peppers. I ate 4 STUFFED PEPPERS!!!! And it didn't fit the bill.
Craving bloody steak.........and ice cream. Thankfully I have an entire pint of Haggen Dazs coffee ice cream in the freezer.
And I have a headache.
If I was a horse, I'd be shot because letting an animal suffer is cruel.