I'm finally exhausted. I have turned off the tube and I'm listening to music. Nick and I spoke on the phone about an hour ago and made movie plans for next week. We talked about the exhaustion we both feel. Yes we are old, but this is not that sort of exhaustion. This is the result of caring so passionately about the outcome of this election. We have been paying close attention for a couple of years now, or close to it. I started blogging last January, and have written about little else. Now I'm posting You Tube clips of music or poetry. The savage beast that is my political passion needs calming. So, unless something really news worthy happens between now and Tuesday, you will probably be facing a music clip.
I have finally tackled cleaning the house, and I'm looking forward to baking something tonight. Maybe an apple pie. Something to make the room warm and smell good. Something to feed my need for comfort. And between now and then, I'll be dusting.
If you want to vent or rant of flirt or whine, now's the time to let it out. Often I find the comments to a second rate post the most interesting thing happening anywhere. I can hear you saying, "Get a life!" Well, children, I had a life so exciting and full of thrills that I am now happy to keep the excitement to a minimum. My biggest thrill now, is a comment from one of you. You know who you are.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
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You are smart. I am sitting here watching MSNBC and looking at Fivethirtyeight.com. I think I'm developing heart palpitations.
Tuesday can't come soon enough for me!
Enjoy! A little gift from Canada
I feel the exact same way. I have been hyper political since GWB stole the first election so it's been a long, long time for me and I am just worn out with it all.
I'm exhausted with politics, we've shut off our television service, what I need to know -- or think I need to know, I can find online. I just want Tuesday over and this election done with and Obama on the way to the WH.
My word verification is shalipag. That has to mean something.
Even as I type this, I'm watching a rerun of Meet the Press. I need an intervention, I think.
I wish we could party together when this is over.
Naj. I've been paying such close attention that I saw this the minute the story of Palin getting punked broke. But I am glad to know your here with us.
Ican'twait, Ican'twait, Ican'twait ... I'm usually fine with delayed gratification, but this is ridiculous. Oh, the agony ...
We did early voting a week and a half ago. But we still have to put up with the ads and the talking heads on TV talking about the election. If there was a decent radio station here, I would probably listen to it rather than have the boob tube on. If only there was either an Oldies or Classic Country station. I can't stand Country these days as they all sound like they are whining about God or something.
I am driving folks to the polls for Obama tomorrow. I will be in line when the polls open to see what goes down at my polling place...my camera in hand and my telephoto lens incase I get asked to leave.
I am stoned and will stay that way all day today. I am on pins and needles over this friggin election.
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