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Nov. 4th, 2008 03:58 pmI voted so hard today! It was awesome. I was full of coffee and very little food, so I was fairly vibrating as I got in line. One of the polling volunteers came out to have a look, and was delighted to see me at the end - apparently it was the first time all day the end of the line had been visible from anywhere near the polling place (aka, the gym, since it was an elementary school). She also grinned at my Obama t-shirt (of COURSE I was wearing my Obama t-shirt), and said,
"And that's a good note for it to end on."
I grinned back and flashed her a double victory sign. SO MUCH CAFFEINE.
I'd brought my MP3 layer for entertainment, but I didn't need it. I was in line for maybe twenty minutes, so I entertained myself by looking around instead. A couple people had books, and one woman was standing in line knitting. The registration table was full the entire time I was there, from what I could see at least.
Oh, and that end of the line thing was totally big news; the volunteer from earlier pointed me out to another volunteer, who happened to be my roommate, Donna. (Donna volunteers at every election, and if I wasn't so invested in voting, she would probably hassle into doing it anyway. As she should.) Donna said, "Oh, that's my roommate," then we geeked at each other for a minute.
Then I voted, which was the best, and pretty much failed at restraining myself from dancing with glee right in the booth. I cannot blame the caffeine, as I would have done this anyway. Filling in the circle next to Obama's name was pretty much the highlight of my year.
Then I got my sticker! My sticker is classy. It's not just the standard check mark design. It has calligraphy saying "We the People of the United States" and an American flag. I love my sticker.
Then I got to sign a petition to legalize medical marijuana and fill out postcards in favor of gay marriage to send to various government representative. (Table guy: "Would you like to fill out a postcard in favor of gay marriage?" Me, whipped up to the height of Spazhood: "Hell yeah!" Him: "Now that's what I like to hear.")
There was a bake sale outside to benefit the school, so I went home and got some money to buy a cupcake that was FUCKING DELICIOUS, probably in part because I'd only eaten a few tortilla chips at that point. Then I attempted to be productive and like go buy groceries and stuff, but I failed. I couldn't hold still long enough to wait for the bus. So I ended up in an Irish pub, drinking a pint that was only three bucks because of my sticker. That, oddly, I was able to hold still for.
And now I am home. Let the nail biting begin!
"And that's a good note for it to end on."
I grinned back and flashed her a double victory sign. SO MUCH CAFFEINE.
I'd brought my MP3 layer for entertainment, but I didn't need it. I was in line for maybe twenty minutes, so I entertained myself by looking around instead. A couple people had books, and one woman was standing in line knitting. The registration table was full the entire time I was there, from what I could see at least.
Oh, and that end of the line thing was totally big news; the volunteer from earlier pointed me out to another volunteer, who happened to be my roommate, Donna. (Donna volunteers at every election, and if I wasn't so invested in voting, she would probably hassle into doing it anyway. As she should.) Donna said, "Oh, that's my roommate," then we geeked at each other for a minute.
Then I voted, which was the best, and pretty much failed at restraining myself from dancing with glee right in the booth. I cannot blame the caffeine, as I would have done this anyway. Filling in the circle next to Obama's name was pretty much the highlight of my year.
Then I got my sticker! My sticker is classy. It's not just the standard check mark design. It has calligraphy saying "We the People of the United States" and an American flag. I love my sticker.
Then I got to sign a petition to legalize medical marijuana and fill out postcards in favor of gay marriage to send to various government representative. (Table guy: "Would you like to fill out a postcard in favor of gay marriage?" Me, whipped up to the height of Spazhood: "Hell yeah!" Him: "Now that's what I like to hear.")
There was a bake sale outside to benefit the school, so I went home and got some money to buy a cupcake that was FUCKING DELICIOUS, probably in part because I'd only eaten a few tortilla chips at that point. Then I attempted to be productive and like go buy groceries and stuff, but I failed. I couldn't hold still long enough to wait for the bus. So I ended up in an Irish pub, drinking a pint that was only three bucks because of my sticker. That, oddly, I was able to hold still for.
And now I am home. Let the nail biting begin!