It’s the night before the election and I’m a ball of emotional nervousness. Last night I went to the Obama rally in Denver and heard him speak after standing six hours in the cold with thousands of people. I’m never very political until those four years roll past and suddenly I’m ignited and have ALL THE OPINIONS.
It’s the night before the election and me and my ball of nerves have had enough. Last night was amazing; seeing Obama speak was something that I didn’t think I’d ever get to do. There are very few politicians that I actually like. And like is a sticky word when it comes to how I feel about politicians. They’re…panderers and dishonest and smiling out their asses but there’s something I like about Obama. So I stood in line for over two hours, stood for many more in the cold listening to various politicians and Dave Matthews sing to hear Obama talk for half an hour. And it was awesome. He was hoarse and my view consisted of a lot of really tall people with the occasional glimpse of the teleprompter blocking his face, but I didn’t care. It was amazing to be there and to hear him get fired up in person.
This election has me pretty heated, I’m not going to lie. It has a lot of people pretty heated. Issues that I think many people find outrageous that they’re even issues, like women’s rights, have made me pay attention in ways I didn’t pay attention the past few elections. Four years ago I was an Obama fan. I worked for an office full of highly opinionated democrats and we even held a debate with the republican from our New Jersey office. It was really fun; we made posters similar to the real presidential candidates’ posters, flags to wave at our catered debate held in a conference room in our building, and had moderators who asked hard questions that the candidates had to defend. At the end we voted: Obama won. We printed out maps and picked which states would go blue or red. I went and bought Obama cupcakes from Crumbs and my roommate and I sat up all night watching the election results and had champagne when it was announced that Obama won. We watched the inauguration on the wall of our conference room and there weren’t many dry eyes that day. And now it’s four years later.
I could stand on my soap box and go on and on about why exactly I do not like Romney. Why his policies and the politician that he is scares me. But I don’t want to wax politico on the blog, at least not that much. My nervous energy is already at an all time high for tomorrow; I don’t need to get myself worked up any more than I already am.
I just hope everyone votes tomorrow. Because if you don’t vote? You are giving the vote to the other candidate. I don’t care who you vote for (BIG FAT LIE but I’m going to play nice), just go vote. Otherwise, you cannot complain. Not even the slightest bit. I can’t even tell you how important it is to vote. People are so polarized when it comes to this election that I find it hard to believe that anyone at this point is undecided. VOTE. I know the ads are annoying, I know you’ve had ENOUGH of it all. I certainly have. I’m so sick of the attack ads and the hate and the flip flopping and We can’t afford four more years. Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
On the eve of this election, I’m exhausted and am ready for tomorrow to be over. I just have to survive tomorrow and plan on doing that with a bottle of wine, snacks, my Twitter feed, calling Romney Mittens, and most likely pacing. Because that’s what I did during the debates and tomorrow’s going to be even worse. One thing that is kind of exciting though? For the first time I’m living in a swing state. Every vote really does count here.
Speaking of, HAVE I MENTIONED YOU NEED TO GO VOTE? If you don’t know where to vote, go here to find your local voting place.
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