Yeahhh, baby! ✋

yeah i’m never asking him for help again. he was totally useless anyway.

I adore you Darleeene. always have.

He’s got class.

Where I vote is really close to home, but far from work. Just in case I have to work late, I want to make sure that I have time to vote. This is the 6th Presidential election that I have voted in, and the most important one of my life.

I’m going to be a poll worker, so I won’t be drinking anything but coffee and water. Once I get home, though, I’m going to open the mini bottle of wine that Margiebonz gave me and drink that.

I’d bring some Stand by Your Man-chego, a bread basket of deplorables and some First Lady fingers. :)

I respect you.

I have already applied for a contingency day for Wednesday. I applied on the first day of work after summer break, August 28th. Dubai is nine hours ahead of the East coast so I won’t know shit all about the resulst until Wednesday morning or early afternoon. So my plan is to take a few more Ritalin than usual and stay…

That sounds brilliant! Can I come?

I am getting up early to vote before work, and I might have to stop to get donuts to relieve the stress afterwards.

Oh my lard I worked with the nicest grandma lady one time and she had a grandson in the military and she showed up at work in a red white & blue flag t-shirt that said “These colors don’t run!” and my snarky co-worker murmured, “But I bet they BURN!” and then we nastily laughed together .

I have the day off work tomorrow - our director closed the office to give us plenty of time to vote (and because I lead a civic health initiative at work, so I don’t have to yell at anyone for not voting). I also live literally next door to my polling location so I can just look out the front door to see when the…

Such a wrong time to be pregnant friends, such a wrong time.

Do you want to tempt the wrath of the whatever from high atop the thing?!

Oooooh I am having a lil potluck get together tomorrow night, heavy on the lady friends, hostess provisions as follows.

Hot apple cider with whiskey. Then a hot bath, then bed. I refuse to watch the results come in. I’m tired and I hate everything right now, so it’s going to be Peak Cozy at my place: flannel everything, soup, and hot water bottles.

I bought a bottle of champaign, but then I saw that West Wing clip where Toby bitches everyone out for starting to celebrate before the votes have been counted and tempting fate, so now I’m scared to drink it before the election is called. Maybe I’ll start with regular white wine and open the champaign at 270.

I was considering bringing the box o’ wine right into the living room but I’ve reconsidered because I think the trudge back and forth from couch to kitchen will help expend my nervous energy.

I’m going to be drinking a strawberry daiquiri that comes in a bag and looks like whirled aborted fetuses, either in celebration or in sorrow.