I need to write, pay off debts (or at least get closer to doing so), buy less yarn and beer, and emigrate to Canada. Schwarzenegger won and I have to move. I’m actually not kidding. It may take a few years, but it’ll happen. I’ll split my time between Vancouver and Venice.
As of now, one-thirty a.m. on Wednesday, the recall was opposed by 46.5% of voters. If three point five percent more voters had just SHOWN UP and opposed this travesty, well….. It almost ain’t worth thinking about. Too painful. It proves (again) how every tiny little vote really does count (hello, Florida). I’m terribly disappointed in my home state. And it only cost us $66 million dollars! I’ve been asked to help with salary negotiations at work – how can I do that? The state tells us over and over it has no money to give to cities and their police departments. Or schools. Or the environment. Of course, I forgot. It has other, important things to do. Like recall an admittedly struggling governor and replace him with a misogynist/actor. That’ll help.
GodDAMN. I’m never bitter. I don’t like this feeling.
Aargh. I finished the Noro cardigan, just have to add buttons. It’ll help keep me warm up north.
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