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Oh my gosh. okay, i want to write this but god am I tired, I had a very very busy but GREAT day!
Kathy picked me up at 11:15. She told me she liked my article that was accepted into the autism magazine. We made good conversation all the way there, something quite unusual for her/us, she's not usually conversational.
Ohhh, I got to Portland at noon and it was BEAUTIFUL out, it was like 53 degrees!!! In December, mid December! Blue sky and so beautiful. I was psyched. I dropped my stuff and danced in Monument Square, which I haven't done in so long. God, do I love the feeling of dancing! Nothing on country stns so turned to you cant always get what ya want by stones on Frank.
Had lunch at Subway, then walked to get a smoothie at Cold Stone, enjoying the beautiful weather, singing.... flatbread at onaturals....and back up to congress just in time for the bus to falmouth at 1:30.
There was an accident on the way there, that we were stopped behind for a while, and I was afraid I'd be very late for my meeting at the school, but luckily that was not the case.
Yarmouth taxi guy picked me up in Falmouth. Was very nervous when I got in. About going to see my teachers at school. And even about talking to him after not seeing him for so long! i have to say the windham taxi guy is a little bit, ok a good bit , more friendly and conversational than him.
he dropped me off at food stop a few min before 230. I was nervous, but determined. Walked in the building trying to keep resolve up.
Saw Mr McKeone which was a surprise because he's not listed on the school website anymore ... said very clearly and confidently "Hi, Mr. McKeone," enunciating every syllable, looking him in the eye, or at least face,
and after that I felt much better, the first hurdle was cleared and I felt more confident i could do this.
It took me asking four people to find out where mr curry's new classroom was, didn't know he moved. I actually asked two or three high school students on different occasions - which is big for me cus Im usually scared to death of high school students- they were friendly and considerate to me, and helpful, which gave me a big boost as i was not quite so afraid of them - was able to see I didnt have the proverbial green horn on my face after all.
Found him finally in the upstairs of the old junior high - EEEK ! some of my worst memories are from there, BUT, they completely redid the junior high (which was really disorienting) so that was good, no memories.
So. I talked to Mr. Curry for something like 45 min. go me! Showed him both my balt sun article on AS and the CS submission. He was accepting, warm - when he read Balt Sun he ran out into the hall way to show the article to mrs dexter saying "this is the most articulate and clear article i have ever read on this subject" or sometinh like that! he said he had had students with AS before and told me a little about them. very casually no pressure no embarassment , i usually am embarassed when i try to do something like this.
told him about other stuff i was up to, he did the same, we talked about politics for a little - local races in standish/windham, he had ran for representative, etc. I love his enthusiasm and sense of humor.
It felt good
Then I went over to the HS even tho it was 330 to see if i could catch the secretaries before they left. no secretaries, but mrs carter accosted me in the doorway of the office lol "Kate ! Oh my gosh ! How are you?' actually it was quite nice.
Mrs thibault (tibo) was the only teacher left basically so i went to say hi to her.
The quality of my interactions with the teachers has changed so much, even with these brief encounters today. Every time I went to see mrs tibo or others in the few yrs following HS, i would to some degree still feel like I was still in high school... there was still a quality of child-adult or teacher-student to the interactions.... but this time there was such a different quality....I felt so much more sure of myself.... I was treated more like an adult, more like someone who had made something of my life since I left Greely, and saw myself that way more too, which was awesome.
Mrs Tibo was leaving so I offered to walk her home...cus she walks every day, I remmebered. Had such easy and beautiful conversation with her.... it flowed, ya know, unlike most of my convos. I even made a few jokes which went over well. I love that. felt connected to her. Felt not like a nervous HS studnet anymore.
When we walked back, she pointed out everything that had changed in cumberland since i'd last been there....that was nice.. i love walking and talkign w/ someone, dont usually get the chance.
I am so tired of writing this but so need to write it down to record it so i dont forget.
Being back in my hometown made me extremely happy. Maybe the happiest I've felt in the last seven months since I got here, quite possibly. Which is why it was worth all the taxi fares. I walked to greely road on that side walk path that I used to love....listenign to the radio.... laughed and shouted because it felt so good.... my old town fit me like a glove...so easy and familiar to be back, so many great memories mostly. .... . it was comforting, actually, to be back. very comforting.
Went to food stop which is actually the one place i didnt have an emotional reaction tolol thought i woul dsince i spent so much time there
Walked to the library. enjoyed that even tho i was tired. even went to see the parking lot ( i had danced there before, good memories).
Library was same as always, i went to the shelf of books that i had always liked the most, that had lots of psych books. then i went to a couch to sit and rest for a while, and at 5:15, taxi guy came.
Went to onaturals for dinner. had nice and amazingly smooth conversation with the guy who was preparing my dinner about the merits of falmouth vs portland onaturals, and the merits of flatbread, yum.
back to portland 630. library for hr. rested. arranged taxi to go home later. called grandma for a few min. was exhausted. got a book. with much effort lol.
Walked down to Wild Oats to meet Emily for dinner. Felt good.
Loved the feeling that I was an independent woman casually meeting a woman friend for dinner. That kind of stuff never happens to me. I am so envious of friends I see getting toghther. Now i was one.
I was afraid i d be too tired to talk But got energized when i saw emily and we had good conversation, it might have been the best part of the day. talked for an hr about writing, teachers, the state of the world, etc.
taxi came at 9, and I made MORE conversation with taxi guy #2 all the way back to home. I cannot believe the sheer amount of conversation I had today. I enjoyed it all.
went straight to bed for an hour or2 when got home lol
talked to today:
kathy
taxi guy
mr curry
mrs tibo
taxi guy
woman on metro back to portland - had cool dancing santas hat and pirouline cookies talked whole way back
library woman briefly
emily for hr
taxi guy on way back
counting it up thats about four hours of conversation WOAH my god
me is good
i am good
im amazed im not more tired than i am
didnt seem like that much hehe
I need to go drop in bed lol
more teachers tomorrow
Oh - I GOT ACCEPTED TO THE AUTISM CONFERENCE IN PHILLY (my proposal)
very exciting developments
night
Kate
Well, I spent the day yesterday with Stuart and Heidi and the rest of the AS crew. It was a very good day for the most part, I must admit. It was at Bette's.... first we did some kind of holiday game where you have mixed up holiday song titles and have to guess what they are, which was kind of fun and I did some Hanukkah ones as well, then we talked about how we'd been... Tonya was there she isnt usually which was good.... her mom too. Then we did the Yankee Swap..I though John P would come but he didn't , unfortunately. I got some chocolates in the yankee swap! And ate some more food after that. It was good. Stuart taste tested my chocolates for me lol. We made a small gingerbread house. Wayne and I told a joke together, the Chestnuts roasting in an open fire one - he had the punch line and not the set-up so I did the setup and let him have the punch line.
We left about 7 and tried to decide what to do, ended up going near the mall and to this i-party store. I was amazed by this store. It was huge, bright, colorful, had a whole row of Hanukkah things!, and mostly, had every little kind of knick knack, toy, candy, small party favor type thing - I love those things, I've always loved those things. Most between 50 cents and three dollars a piece - cheap fun junk as I call it lol. I was in awe looking at this stuff, all these little toys I hadnt played with since I was a kid and got a bunch of stuff intending that S and H and I play with it later. Then S and H who had gone to the pet store heard about it and wanted to go in and they spent even longer in there than I did, and I was TIRED by that point. I had almost reached my breaking point by that time and in the car I couldnt stand the sound of their voices thats how stressed out i was - and hungry - but luckily we went to one of my favorite resteraunts, panera bread in SP, and they decided to stay in the car and rest so i could go in by myself , relax, recharge, eat etc, which was good. (they'd already eaten) I got a fuji apple salad, Ohhh I love that thing so much, and some chai, it was the chai that really relaxed me, they make good chai, so I felt much better and almost back to normal when I came out half an hour later.
I got a Bah Humbug! santa style hat, dreidels, light sticks, some clay, marbles, all kinds of cool things there lol at the store.
We went home and H and S were really tired but consented to staying and hanging out for a little. We played dreidel - which is just not nearly as fun as I remember it from my childhood - and then made chocolate covered strawberries - melting that chocolate was FUN hehe I just loved watching it move smelling at it looking at it - and then went to bed about 1:30.
So a pretty good day. Sometimes I worry that the only point of my life anymore is to try to get highs like that , and because they are so temporary transitory it is a problem i need a bigger meaning in my life than this ..... otherwise it's gonna all start to feel fake... i know i need to move out and start a life, a real life with a real routine and some kind of meaningful work.....in the meantime i dont think theres wrong with trying to get highs to keep you going....obviously im not talking about the drug kind...and i guess theres nothign wrong with having a good time with friends....but sometimes it feels like i put as much effort as i possibly can into enjoying an opportunity like that when i have it, as much enthusiasm block other thoughts etc, and am exhausted after, but it feels like well it feels like i dont know it feels too transitory because there is this feeling of worry and dread about the rest of my life there all the time and its nice to have fun times but then when they end i guess i feel much worse and its anticlimatical and I cant live my life just looking for times like these I need something meatier something to give my life more substance something to give it meaning, you know?
These fun times, i say to myself, are what makes life worth living now, and therefore they are very necessary. it's just, i need to find something else. but until then i need not disparage the happiness however fleeting that can come from these times because i need it to get me thru.
Tuesday AANE meeting at library that I am looking forward to. Look at more rooms i think. etc.
Kate
We finally got the computer working, it hasn't been since Tuesday. I think I handled the absence of it pretty well, but then again I had a friend visiting so I didnt really have too much time to dwell on it, luckily. I was lying in bed aiting for my dad to get off it or mostly staying away from him because he had told me not to use the computer earliee that day and I didnt feel like taking any risks incurring his wrath.
So read in bed for a while, then he actually came to my room and told me I could use the computer, which was quite nice as he's never done that before. I was all excited about all the amazing things I would write since I havent gotten to really write in like a week, but as its 4am in the morning and I had a relatively busy day I now feel too tired to really write much of anything which is a shame because writing is of course one of my favorite things to do in the world!
Today was an interesting day. It started with being vaguely aware of people doing drywalling on the roof in the room downstairs. Mechanical noises don't seem to wake me up very easily for some reason so although it was fairly loud I was still mostly asleep, blessed sleep. I mean obviously if something is really loud I cant sleep thru it and get quite annoyed but this wasnt too bad. Then of course though I heard my dad yelling like a lunatic, quite predictably actually, because he was quite bothered, incensed actually, by the noise of the people working downstairs because it had woken him up. I could hear rant at Diane quite easily from my room. That woke me up - human voices even quite quiet seem to wake me up easily as I am sensitive to them - and I had trouble falling back asleep after that - this was at 9am - and I had to get up at 10 anyway.
Anyway, got up and got ready, found out my stepmom didnt want to leave at 11 as she had said and wasnt gonna leave till 2....I was really tired so I went back to bed for an hour or so .... got ready to leave by 2... actually didnt leave to 3... when I got up Dad had been up for a few hours and was still yelling.... i went to get breakfast and it was just like....I wouldnt have been in the kitchen if I could help it lets just put it that way....most was at diane of course not about things she did but about thins that annoyed him about the world.... coffeemaker was broken, meds wouldnt come, insurance was screwing him, everyone was screwing him, I think thats what he usually yells about anyway. I mean I would like to have some sympathy for him and indeed I do because I realize the world screws you often and that he in particular is not in a good place with the world now, but he gets so incensed over everything, he screams bloody murder, gets tiring. he yelled at me a little, enough to get me good and mad anyway, and I was glad to leave at 3.
Diane was going to Portland so I tagged along. Was raining and icky but oh well. Went to cell phone store and got old numbers on my phone restored; went to League to use computer and say hi to Justin; decided to go to mall cus nothing better to do due to weather. Didnt have much time in mall but something to do anyway. Went back to Portland, went to bookstore, got book, went to Starbucks, got chai, Diane called, went home.
I had a friend visit me from Australia this week, from online I mean.
I knew her from a message board I've been on for a while. I didn't know her very well, but she was making a tour of the US and Canada so I invited her to come here to Maine wanting to meet her. I didn't know if I would like her or not. Unfortunately, as it was I did find her rather cold and reserved to me and we didn't really click as they say - different personalities I guess - although she did get along well with my dad and my friend Emily which annoyed me to no end, but oh well, at least she was only here for two days. She was well meaning, and extremely polite, never overtly rude or anything, but I just couldn't make conversation with her or nor could she with me, I talked and she nodded but rarely initiated any conversation, and its not just cus she's introverted because she was much more animated with my friend and my dad, but oh well.
People on AVEN I've met in person: Maine: 3 , CT 7, Boston 2, Philly 2, NC 1 i think, dc 1, northern NJ, 1, I might be missing something I used to be able to keep better count. 17 or 18 anyway is pretty damn good.
I find I have much more in common with people from AS boards than AVEN though and I no longer think I should meet someone just because they're from AVEN.
Anyway me getting sleepy. So. What else. tomorrow is AS meeting first one in 2 months its a holiday party which will be cool. will get to see Bette who I havent seen in ages. I hope John is there that would make me happy. I hope more people than the 4 of us who usually come are there. God, a Yankee Swap would be really boring with only 5 or 6 people lol. Lena will pick me up and S and H will bring me back and we will do something together and they will stay over and we might make a gingerbread house or something which will be fun.
Kathy has finally contacted me again so she is in my life again after a long absence and will hopefully be able to give me rides again.
I am still looking at rooms and have to remember to call this guy whose room I kinda liked. It is kind of frustrating because I so much want something to happen and change with my life and I so often dread the future to admit it plainly and I want to move out but it is hard to arrange to look at houses w/ transportation problem, plus dad and i well its kind of tense when we do this he tries but gets annoyed so easily; and it is even harder to find a living situation that will be comfortable, i just want, well, i want something with enough space that i dont feel claustrophobic, i want something bright and airy, I want a decent sized room not huge but decent sized; thats all I really want just a space I can feel comfortable in but most I havent for various reasons. And of course its important to live with someone I can at least tolerate and most important that they be quiet lol or at least as much so as possible , no parties loud music or tons of people over,which of course eliminates living with just about everyone my age. I dont have to love the person or even really like them although that would be of course a plus; I just have to not hate them. Oh and going along with the quiet thing has to be in quiet neighborhood unfortunately because I am so adverse to noise and have never lived in a busy neighborhood in my life Iam realizing. I found one place that was perfect, argh, great space, I loved the person living there, perfect location w/ bus stop and etc, but it was right on a really busy road and the traffic noise would have driven me crazy, I need my living space to feel safe.
Looking for something no more than 600 or 650 w/ utilities, which should be reasonable for having roommate(s) and all.... preferrably 500...I have seen quite a few in that price range of course so the price is not really the problem, its just the space being comfortable. All my dad really cares about is location, I dont really care about location, I figure just about anywhere in Portland is gonna be near a bus stop and I can take a bus anywhere I need, the living space is more important to me.
Dad is frustrated of course with the slow pace of the search and so am I really but we have different ideas about how to go about it I dont want to push myself too much and do more than I can handle am scared of being overloaded/overwhelmed of course , and I meter and measure the amount of work I do, looking for places, emailing people etc, and it is also work asking dad to take me there and dealing with him while we do so, i love him and appreciate all he has and is doing for me, but, it's just, the man has some anger problems. so.
I was so mad at him when we left the house today, he wanted to maybe meet me for dinner in p-land later and kept pressing me about wearing better clothes, until i finally gave in and found some acceptable clothes to throw in his car in case he decided to come, but the truth is, at the point going to dinner with him was the last thing in the world I wanted anyway because I just didnt want to deal with him.
But he was in a much better mood when he came to my room to say goodnight and tell me I could use the comp; thats the thing with him he alternates being something of a tyrant at least verbally with being very cuddly and loving. i mean his tyrades dont ;last that long usually, ocassionally a couple hours, usually shorter... but its just the whole never knowing what will set him off thing ya know.
so Yeah i am worried worried about the future as usual but I try not to be I try very hard. Try to focus on the good things. It is nice having money now that I have gotten disability and being able to buy small things without having to worry about if I have the money to (although I fear I might find that I have gone overboard when I get my first real credit card bill; very few of my purchases are over $5 but I suppose the frequency of them makes up for that).... whatever we'll see tho.
I was able to get dad and diane some nice presents for their birthday on Monday and I enjoyed that....those were my biggest purchases by far...I wanted to do something nice for them though now that I could.... spent $40 on these herbal heatable slippers for my dad, would never contemplate spending even half that much before on basically anything, but I could now, so I did. And got herbal freezable eye mask thingy for diane and one for me.
christmas music is everywhere and is quite annoying, esp not to have an oldies station.....grrr. It hasnt gotten too bad yet tho just mildly annoying....cept for the oldies stn...nothing to listen to in the car since d and d dont like country GRRRRR. put on wabk today and god that station is like all 70s almost as bad as xmas lol.
Perhaps more annoying of course is all the stores playing xmas music because those you can't easily escape; the bookstore I was in tonight had it on pretty loudly.
Mom said she was annoyed by it as well, something she has never I believe admitted before. Didnt realize she listened to the radio that much, maybe in the car. Thinking about going to visit her again. dad wouldnt like it but he doesnt get to decide. my mom and i dont get along that well except for short weekly phone calls (and even those dont always go well but ocassonially do) but I still feel allegiance to her and feel quilty when she asks if I plan on visiting so maybe I will for just a week or something. A change of scenery I guess, and I could see Andrew and meet Kassiane in Missoula. More important than anything else I could probably arrange to have a connection in Denver and stay with Justin for a few days and that would be the definite high point of everything and quite a compelling reason to do it actually. I do say it is a shame that the first person in my life I have ever felt completely comfortable with (okay, second, Anna was the first, and she is a good friend of course, but Justin and I connect on more levels than Anna and I do even though she is a good friend) ... but anyway the first person for the most part who I ever.... genuinely genuinely actually miss , whose absence I feel so acutely, whose presence I enjoy so much... has to be afflicted with medical ailments that render him unable to experience most of life, unable to be awake for more than a few hours a day, and, secondarily, of course, unable to call me more than like once a week because of this ...... I miss him when we don't talk. I love his dry, subtle sense of humor; it is the exact same one I have, and we can be silly together; love his ability to even be funny and make jokes when life has thrown to be trite so many lemons at him, as it has at me; his ability to see and take pleasure in and enjoy discussing the tiniest details of everyday life; and especially, probably more than anything, the way he makes me feel more special than anyone ever has in my life.
And of course the multitiudes we have in common, sensory stuff, how we experience so often in the same way. I love his voice, his enthusiasm... how we can talk for one, two hours even though both of us basically hates the phone, hates talking to most people for very long and esp despite the fact that neither one of us really has a life or very much to talk about yet we find so much.
He makes me happy when he calls; I feel at ease; time flies and feel as if something worthwhile has happened in my day, something to live for, even, and I feel that way about very few things.
It is scary in a way feeling that way about someone because people are by nature fickle and changeable and it could be taken away so easily....it leaves me vulnerable to being hurt if I were to lose it.....although I dont have any expecations of that happening in the near future - I dont think I will ever lose Justin, for the foreseeable future anyway, I just mean the occasional long stretches where we dont talk due to his illness are difficult and have the potential of getting worse (or maybe to be optimistic better? god i wish medical science had an answer to his illness, its not fair that he has to suffer such, he takes it so well too). We used to talk every night and send long emails to each other (well the emails were mostly before we started talking every night) but due to his illness our contact is down to a phone call every week now and he is having trouble using the computer much - I am so glad I saved almost all of the emails he sent me in the beginning - i love remembering them and treasure every word.
So going to visit him seems like a logical idea seeing as that is the thing that is going most right in my life right now. Area he lives in scares me a bit, not the safest area but he hasnt gotten hurt or robbed or anything yet so figure its safe enough lol and worth the risk and such. I loved when he was here visiting because well its just when i was with him he made me feel so wanted and special and I treasured that, I want that feeling again! and of course when he was here i was whacked out on that medicine to put it one way and I would probably enjoy him even more in my normal state.
Okay I think its time to go to bed now ha. I told someone on IM Id be back in a min at 4:05 and now it's just about 5 - my god how the hell did that hour pass so quickly? lol thats what I love about writing ,it is so transcendent, it is one of the few things in my life i can really get into and make the time pass, reading and talking to justin too everything else i seem all too aware of lol.
thats whats going on in my world anyway. goodnight.
ps Im reading way too many james patterson books - murder mysteries - im practically dreaming about them - ha. too many grisly murders they are an interesting and engaging read tho.
One more note it is possible that I had problems with my AVEN friend visiting this week because I compared her in my mind to Justin who is the last person and only other person who has stayed over in my house (other than Anna in HS) ... hard act to follow. Plus, if I had met for a two hour dinner in a resteraunt like I meet most of my online friends for the first time, I probably wouldnt have found her nearly as disageeable, I usually dont invite people to my house who i dont know but i think the experience with J made me optimistic.
i shouldnt post so much abou that in a public diary i guess but i want to be honest in my writing .if she should ever see this (and i dont tell anyone basically about my diary so she shouldnt) , i dont mean any harm or malice, i hope you have a great trip and lots of fun, we just didnt have matching personalities is all.
Ok. night night.
Kate
Today I finally got to do my birthday shopping for Dad and Diane. I had been waiting and wanting to do so for a while. First time I'd been in Portland on my own in a while too ten days prob.
Got to Portland, and it was a beautiful day out, relatively warm too - say, 45, lol. Felt inspired by the music on my Walkman, flung my stuff on a bench by the bookstore side of Monument Square, cautiously took off my sweatshirt, basked in the freedom of bare arms and bright sunshine, and danced down the walkway! I love doing that, I love when I feel like that, it's not a feeling you can force, it just has to come, and I love when it does
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Okay, so I already started writing this and lost the entry when the browser closed. I dont feel like writing it but have wanted to for a while now so I will anyway but it will be as usual a shortened version which I regret.
Wed night went to Emily's small apt in Portland. Very nervous about it. Ended up going well though. Had good conversation w/Emily. Haven't seen her in a year or two. We got along better than we did last time we were together. She says she likes how honest I am , showing my feelings and etc, likes talking to me b ecause of it, which was nice. I walked to the Hannaford later on by myself to get some dinner - didn't want to, put up a fuss, thought it would be scary and dark and far away - but in fact it was only a ten min, brightly lit, easy and enjoyable walk. I enjoyed the independence. I had fun in the grocery store. Yum. I got some chocolate mousse lol. For only $2. On the way back, I heard "Free Falling" on the radio and danced in the parking lot, just like I used to do at school, and was happy
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I had a pretty eventful weekend this weekend which was good. I went to Steve's in Fryeburg on Sat afternoon thru Sun afternoon... we had many good conversations about all things Aspie and about 60s music....pretty much the only thing we talked about those 2 subjects....ha. Good conversation though.
Then I had a wonderful surprise today. Well, I found out yesterday but it was still a great surprise. Anna came down today - haven't seen her in more than a year. With Dan, and the 2 kids Caden and the baby Willow. Baby is only 5 weeks old, soo cute. I took tons of pictures. We hung out in my room for a little listening to the country station, talking, and playing with the kids - couldnt ask for more than that - I havent smiled for so long at once, so much, in 6 months. I was on the computer when they got here, Dan tapped on the door to the comp room and I thought it was my parents, when I saw Dan I gasped with delight and the biggest smile came over my face, I havent felt anything approaching that kind of joy since I left school six months ago
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that I just thought of with a rhyming dictionary
1. We're here, we're autistic, and individualistic, we have a right to seem ballistic, so get used to it
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Accepting your Asperger's
I have this interesting habit, it seems. Whenever I meet someone who I feel at all close to or comfortable with, I somehow want to bring up the topic of autism and/or Asperger's. I try to do it slyly, deftly, so it doesn't seem too out of place; I have no idea if actually works. During this past campaign season, I was volunteering for a local candidate a few evenings a week, during the last two or three weeks of the campaign. I really enjoyed her company and the company of the woman who also worked with us. The home office was very cozy and comfortable - it takes a LOT to make me feel comfortable somewhere, so this was something of a surprise - and I really enjoyed my discussions with these two women. They were very appreciative of my work and *very* accepting of my differences. I don't usually try to hide my differences, figuring it really isn't worth it, but I do often wonder after the fact or during the fact how I am being recieved, as I can't always, okay most of the time can't unless it's pretty obvious, tell
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So, it is election day in the US. i went to vote with my dad earlier. that is the first time i have ever gone to an actual election place instead of just doing absentee ballot. It was kind of cool. The people were friendly. It didn't take long, no lines. Kind of exciting. I got a "I voted today" sticker.
I'm going out later tonight to go to the victory party of the candidate I worked for. I have no idea what that will be like. I'm kind of nervous but I'm hoping it will be fun. Hope the people will be friendly and all that
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Something rather important happened this morning. Something important
enough to warrant me sitting, okay actually lying, in bed for an hour and a
half thinking about it. Something I try to avoid at all costs, thinking, that is
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