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*wakes up*

*looks at electoral vote count*

*bangs head against nearest wall*

EDIT: Group hug?

OTHER, MORE ANNOYED EDIT: Bush camp certain of win. Dear Bush camp, learn math.

CATASTROPHIC EDIT: I think I'll watch The Day After this morning while I do my hair. Not because it's any good, but because at least with that disaster movie, I know that the states in the middle get nuked.

TIRED, SAD EDIT: I can't even be angry, I'm just sad by what this says about the country I live in. I hate the fact that I'm sure in four years this decision will look even worse to me than it does this morning. I don't want to say people are idiots. It's more like 51 percent of this country saw a different man in the white house the last four years, someone worth voting for. I wish I thought they might be right. What lyrajane said.

AND NOW FOR THE FEARFUL EDIT: If Bush is declared the winner, I'm moving back to Pennsylvania as soon as fucking possible. I don't even care if I don't have a car. I'm not going to live in a major city -- especially this one -- when I fully believe someone's (*coughcoughosamasflunkiescough*) going to pull some shit because of this.

Still, there's no way in hell I'm leaving this country. Aside from the fact that the government 's populated entirely by criminals idiots, I like it here.

DISGUSTED EDIT: Eleven states approved a ban of gay marriage. Congratulations, guys! You just approved a ban on something that harms no one! Next up on the banning agenda -- books, puppies, wearing white after Labor Day, and Ben Affleck, who's not harmful, just annoying.

GLUTTON FOR PUNISHMENT (BUT NOT THAT MUCH OF ONE) OF EDIT: Oh, there are no words to describe how much I will not be listening to Bill O'Reilly today, that smug bastard. I'm a glutton for punishment, but that is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much of it for my tastes.

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President Bush, if you want to keep annoying the piss out of the half of the country that didn't vote for you, you can keep treating the election like it's already yours before all the votes are counted. I know the guy in charge of Ohio keeps saying he'll just hand it over, but until then, be patient.

I would have at least a tiny bit of respect for you, after the debacle of the 2000 election, if you would make a point of waiting until the votes are official. You only have a two-point electoral vote lead. If you act all smug now and the votes end up going to Kerry, you're going to be scraping egg off your face with a trowel for the next three months.

And for those who voted Bush because his administration's taken to legislating morals, if other people tried to legislate your morals, you'd flip. Bad voter. No donut.

EDIT: You know what's the best theme song for this election? The Masochism Tango.

DRESSING-THE-TROLL EDIT: On one hand, I want to wear my "Bush again?!" shirt with the Munch Scream guy on it. On the other hand, I really don't want to argue with half the people I run into today.

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In good election news, yay, Obama! Barack Obama in 2008! Numfar, do the dance of wicked-cool politicians!

As I said in jtersesk's journal, if my reaction to this crappy election is to write Barack Obama a swoony love letter with hearts dotting the I's and a lock of my hair and a quiz on the back that says "Check 'yes' if you like me back!", that's okay, right?

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I wonder if it's too late to stay home from work and drink.

EDIT: Someone make me feel better. Write me Charlie/Claire smut or something. That always makes me feel better.

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Well, at least I get to keep my icon.

In any event, back to NaNo results for today:

4,170 / 50,000 (8.3%)

The urge to call in sick from work to stay home and write (not to mention get wasted) is all-encompassing, and I'd totally do it if I hadn't already told everybody I was going to drink last night. The last thing I need is Colin, God of Sex telling me a hangover is not an excuse.

Bah. If I called Bossman and told him I wanted to stay home and drink today, he'd say okay.

See, you think I'm joking about that.

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A very nice man at work who voted Bush got into a discussion with me about the election. He was polite as could be, and then he had to go and ask me why I disliked Bush. Halfway through my explanation, right about when I started talking about Iraq and he brought up the non-possibility of a draft and I asid Bush had better stick to that promise and then I mentioned my brother, I burst into tears. And I've been crying on and off ever since.

Shit. I probably should have stayed home and got drunk. *wipes eyes*

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Don and Mike are playing Bush's victory speech and setting off a buzzer every time he's full of it and a bell every time he says something sincere. They're also playing polka music while he talks and playing the Darth Vader music every time the Cheneys get mentioned.

See, now, this is amusing. :)

EDIT: Okay, the speech wasn't all that bad. And the bit about both sides, those who voted for him and those who voted for Kerry, sharing one future was good. (Although he dropped "faith" more than I would have liked, but whatever.)

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Tonight on Don & Mike, the top new story was announced as "Election 2004: Nobody said life was fair." I knew listening to Don & Mike today would make me feel at least a little better. :)

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( A not-all-that-spoilery Lost comment about tonight's episode )

I have a feeling I'm going to finish the Lost crossover I started last week soon enough. It's just too good a crossover idea not to write. :)

EDIT: I just typed up an airway bill for a package going to a guy named Lizardo. See, this is why women shouldn't be allowed to name babies after watching Jurassic Park marathons.

The last thing I'm going to say about the election. Well, this week, if I can help it.

My biggest pet peeve so far: "Dude, I'm so moving to Canada!"

NO. It doesn't work that way. Just because the Republicans won the election does not mean they get to keep the fucking country. This is not a game of marbles. They do not get to pick up their ball and go the hell home with it.

Just remember this -- we might not like being pissed at Bush, but we know how. God, do we ever. Most of us practically qualify for Ph.D.'s in Bush-You-Go-To-Hell-You-Go-To-Hell-And-You-DIE, with a minor in How-Does-Mary-Cheney-Not-Get-Cancer-With-All-The-Second-Hand-Hypocrisy-In-That-House. We've had four years of practice, and quite frankly, we're really, really good at it. Four more years of something we're used to by now is not going to kill us.

Besides, why break in a new guy when we're so good right now with the anti-Bush snark? I mean, look at metaquotes since this morning -- it's chock full o' funny. Hell, I could set you guys up with any fucked-up anger-or-disgust-inducing scenario involving Bush and there'd be ten different punchlines in as many minutes. Example: Bush, some Cheetos, three gay guys, a container of sea monkeys, a string of Christmas lights, and some Smallville porn. One, two, three ... SNARK!