Tuesday, November 4, 2008

scratch that

My nerves couldn't POSSIBLY handle any type of repeat of today. Thank gawd for Lola, running around yelling "arock obwama" like, well, the toddler she is.

Heading out for dinner, with plans to hunker down the rest of the night after that. I realize the economy is the lead issue these days, and we're going to celebrate this historic night by being good little consumers. Go us.

Oh, and CNN/Fox/etc? Quit calling shit with single-digit percentages in. Rubes.

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