I’m completely gripped by politics. I have been for years, but this year was extraordinary. After each primary this year, I’ve caught myself intently listening to NPR on my way to the gym and impatiently turning on CNN after I get home. But now something has changed—I’m tired. Sure it started off well enough. Two of the most dynamic contenders entered the race to become the Democratic nominee. People lauded it for the historical implications. No matter what, history would be made—the first female nominee or the first black nominee. This is going to be so awesome, right? Not so fast.
Now after getting eyestrain from watching a close race go through fifty states, not to mention Guam, Puerto Rico, and the Virgin Islands, my buzz is starting to wear off. I need a nap.
Have no fear, though. I have a feeling that this is going to end up just like those familiar Saturday morning promises I frequently make to myself—“Oh fuck, what happened last night? *groan* I’m never drinking again.” Well, this appletini in my left hand begs to differ. Worry not, Barack, I’ll be ready to party again next weekend.
And now, for your viewing pleasure:
2 comments:
Thanks for the video. Very funny. I also wanted to say that I love reading your blogs. They are very well written and that's comin' from the English teacher. That's not to say that the other bloggers are crap. I like your style and voice. Now I'm sure Jason or Toby will give me crap for this comment. Oh well.
Thanks marisa, I appreciate it. I can't take all the credit, though. dictionary.com and thesaurus.com help a lot :)
And for the record, spellcheck is not for chumps.
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