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[apocalypsos]

Yay! I have now officially voted. (Which is good, because when I left, the line reached approximately to Guam.)

So, my morning so far has looked like this:

5:00 - Roll out of bed.
5:01 - Get up off the floor where I landed and throw on some clothes.
5:10 - After smacking myself to wake myself up, head out to the voting place.
5:12 - Walk towards the voting place wearing a black hoodie and listening to "Mosh."
5:13 - Pause the first time I look around for other people in black hoodies to officially accept the "World's Biggest Idiot" award.
5:30 - Arrive at elementary school voting place. Wonder where all the other black hoodies are.
5:31 - Realize that it's entirely possible the other black hoodies don't even know that 5:30 is a real time and think it was just made up to scare slackers.
5:33 - Am bored. Get thoroughly tempted to call my dad in PA and ask him whom he's voting for. Figure out my father, the world's only terminal night owl, probably got up early enough for his vote to count as being submitted last Tuesday, if he even voted at all.
5:40 - Take out my AlphaSmart fully intended to write. Spend the next ten minutes staring at it trying to remember what it is. Swear off attempting to even think before six in the morning.
5:55 - Watch as pollsters promptly piss off half the line by announcing they're sorting voters in alphabetical order rather than first come, first serve. Become amused when poor, stupid pollster gets yelled at by members of the line for being too doofy to add that he's only doing it with the first ten people or so.
6:00 - Voting begins.
6:02 - As I'm only twelfth or thirteenth in line, yes, that's exactly when I got in there.
6:05 - Leave voting booth. Gaze longingly at the e-voting machine like the technojoy nerd I am.
6:07 - Exit the building. Am promptly confronted by the sight of a line so long it's probably extended itself to New Zealand since I started this post.

So, yay. Now I need to write. And later, to buy booze, because the 7-11 only has crappy alcohol.

Comments

[muffytaj.livejournal.com]

Where there any black hoodies in the line?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

At that time, I counted me, another girl about five people ahead of me (who almost had a fit when they brought up the alphabetizing thing), and another guy about halfway down the line. When I got out, there was about five or six in line that I could see, but then again, it was disgustingly early, so I'm not surprised.

[fyrdrakken]

Frankly, I'm just delighted that you saw that many at so early an hour.