05 November 2008
i did not get sloshed last night
I didn't have the money for the end of this fucking brain-breakingly long and awful campaign "season" bottle of champagne, so I just had two drinks last night instead of my occasional one to keep from being THE cheapest date in Northern California.
It's been very stormy this week, but somehow the electricity stayed on long enough for me to man the open thread for nine hours last night, but only just. Just as well fate kicked me off the tubes when it did, though, because I was on the point of grievous bodily harm from sitting in one spot for so long.
I had wanted to run out into the night to celebrate our liberation from an unremitting acute state of terror that never got to achieve a measurable degree of chronicity because they kept doing things more awful than the unutterably awful they were already doing. I'm sure they can still appall us right down into our powderizing bones, but at last there is HOPE. It's only hope, but, fuck-me, I'm floored to realize just how BIG that turns out to be for me, today when compared with just yesterday.
The news of Rahm Emanuel being the first pick for Chief of Staff has me already nauseated. That man gives me the creeps. I loathe that man. I would like to ship him off to Israel if I can't send him offworld.
But anyway, I'm trying to find my place in this blitz of news while having to ignore it all for nine hours last night, and then not being allowed to catch up on it enough afterward. I've been running around doing my chores all day and so, well, I think an airplane crashed into Mexico City last night, and Medvedev's big state of the nation thing was pretty anti-us, but I don't know enough about it yet to say....
I'm going to eat something now and if the electricity holds up, maybe I will blog some more tonight.
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