Waiting to EX-Hail to the Chief

Here I am on Election Day. I voted. I even have a sticker that says, appropriately, "I Voted." It doesn't say anything like "Kiss Me, I Voted" or "Fuck Me, I Voted." I just voted.

Now I'm sitting, nervously biting my nails...actually not, but if I had that nasty habit, I assure you I'd be biting right now. I'm thinking of starting smoking.

Now, I'm really hoping that Kerry makes me proud here, and not just because I had to pay money on my taxes last year, although that was BULLSHIT because I'm a full-time student with two jobs. But I digress.

Here's hoping to a successful night for the Democrats. It's not looking so hot, but I'm optimistic. We need New Hampshire, and Nevada wouldn't hurt. Come on, boys, I'm counting on you.

Now, as much as I'd love to stick around and blog about my nervousness, I really need to go back to my apartment, but DO NOT mistake that for wanting to go back. I'd just as soon kiss a Wookie.