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I just looked it up. goggle rash and dayquil. see for yourself.

I have meningitis. lovely.

I don’t know how much longer I can handle this happiness and pride, how much longer I can walk around with this goofy grin, how much longer I can keep saying “president obama” and practically fainting at the taste of it on my tongue and lips.

this joy, so pure so unfettered, will end. I know it will. But for now, for this moment, it feels good, and I’m going to hold on to it as long as I can. I haven’t felt this way since… well maybe never. maybe just never. to everyone who voted: thank you.

on the disappointing side: alaska voted to keep a convicted felon in office? and that stupid house republican, what’s her face, the one who said those ridiculous things on TV? oh yeah, michele bachmann. she got reelected? embarrassing.

most disheartening of all, california (and arizona and florida) voting to ban gay marriage. A lot of other states have bans so I shouldn’t be surprised, but it bugs the shit out of me to have constitutions AMENDED for shite like this; amendments shouldn’t take away rights. thank god for massachusetts. and our decriminalizing of pot. woo!

in other news, I’ve been pretty sick the past few days, not with just my inoperable brain cancer but also with a stupid chest cold. bleah. Plus, I’ve developed some weird rash on my neck that I am convinced is a symptom of a Serious Condition. I don’t know what condition, but it’s serious! some very rare, deadly disease I’ve contracted, probably on the train. the rash is all red and blotchy and itchy. I am very worried about it. I wasn’t worried before, but I am now.

and that’s because I read on the dayquil bottle, “Stop use and ask a doctor if cough comes back, or occurs with rash or headache that lasts. These could be signs of a serious condition.” A SERIOUS CONDITION. Their words, not mine.

should a bottle of medicine be allowed to do that? just say off-the-cuff stuff like “an accompanying rash is a sign of a serious condition” and leave it at that? what kind of condition? how serious? what kind of rash? where? I’ve had a headache my whole life. is that the kind of headache that you mean by “headache that lasts”? “stop use and ask a doctor” is very unhelpful. stupid proctor & gamble, with their warnings and indications. look what you’re doing to me. just look!

loafe loves ohio and pennsylvania so much so so so very fucking much. you too new mexico. loafe hugs you and squishes you and chomps you.

I just am so pleased, so full of pride, so happy… I can’t even tell you. a more beautiful night I couldn’t imagine.

heh. everyone on msnbc is downright fucking giddy. they can barely contain themselves. they aren’t even trying anymore.

On top of all this, massachusetts passed the decriminalization of marijuana.

I love being a crazy, irrational, throwing hot coffee in my own face liberal, living in a state full of baby-killing, same sex marrying, pot smoking, treehugging, morals-less, tax loving maniacs.

night is closing in, the minutes keep ticking by, the hour grows near. some polls are closing in less than 10 minutes! this is so exciting.

I keep checking web sites and news channels for information. it’s all the same, but I don’t care, I keep watching, keep waiting, every moment.

You know what makes me happy? seeing all those people standing in line, waiting to vote. I don’t wish for lines, but I love that they are there, all these americans, standing in them. Surely some are discouraged and leave, but so many are resolute, determined to cast their ballot, regardless of the poll tax. you go america!

Alright, so I left work early today because I am sick, stupid germy daycare kids and their stupid germy germs infecting me and my family. we have bronchitis I think, which is a fancy way of saying chest cold. cough cough hack moan whine. but it’s also this election. this insane crazy election. borrowing from my boyfriend craig ferguson, I went from election fever to election infection and now I’m in the final stages… election delirium. After two elections of bitter, heartbreaking defeat, I am so ready for this win tonight.

FYI: I hate my hands. my stupid short stubby hands with their stupid short stubby fingers. I just had to be born to parents with stubby hands, didn’t I? didn’t I? hmpf. what a load. what a crock. these hands. ruining my life.

ALSO: does no one find my john mccain onion story very very funny? I expected it to be picked up immediately by all the internet sources and distributed within minutes, nay NANOSECONDS, of my post. this is very disappointing. LE SIGH. all the viral in my life is of the entirely wrong kind.