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Happy voting day!

Matty said it best when we woke up this morning: "today is a beautiful day to get the Republicans out of the White House." It is still early here on the East Coast, and I found out Alaska's polls are open until midnight EST, so I plan on pulling a late night, and hopefully a late celebration. I told Matty not to drink all the High Life so that we have some champagne to pop. I am hopeful that Obama is going to take this by a landslide, but we do have a plan B, just in case McCain and Palin somehow pull this off (ie. ballots at the bottom of the ocean, Florida style). Matty's company owns a plant in Belgium, and they love social reform there (including for prisoners, yay!). Couple that with our love of Allagash and Duvel and my ability to speak French and well, you get where this is going. Au Revoir to the decline of Western Civilization and Bon Jour to socialism!
I'm happy to see all of the young people out there voting, as well as those who have often stayed away from the polls - Mattapan and Dorchester are reporting some of the highest turnouts in the city of Boston so far. These are areas that are predominantly minority and lower class, and have historically stayed away from the polls, but it looks like they got sick of this shit too and are using their vote to show it. Yay Democracy!
On a side note -here I am working late tonight and it occured to me that there are 125 men living here who have had their right to vote taken away, most of them for the rest of their lives, because of their felony convictions. These are men who have jobs, pay taxes, raise school-aged children, and drive cars, but cannot vote on the people and questions that govern their lives like the rest of us can. The statistics about felons and certain voting areas are saddening, and I suggest looking some of it up if you feel like being outraged, especially at Florida and other Southern states where there are high numbers of minorities, and in turn higher rates of felony convictions (another social ill based on racism and classism, perhaps). I'm not here to soapbox, but it's an interesting topic, no?

Aside from the Elections, life continues to be good.

Halloween was super fun - I was pleasantly surprised by how well my costume turned out - and everyone that came over seemed to enjoy themselves. It was a mellow party with an awesome mix of people, some who I haven't seen for way too long. I went from zero to wasted quite quickly (damn you shots!), but so did most everyone else, and it was not without lots of laughs and pictures. The next morning when we woke up Matty took a look at my pile of clothes on the floor and was scared he may have hired a hooker...albeit one who was dressed head to toe in fluorescent pink. Good times!

In more personal stuff I went to the doctor today - my favorite place to visit, and had some blood work done. I have decided to change my PCP because I feel like she tries to rush me out of the office and is consistently quick to blame any symptom I ever have on my anxiety, allergies, or stress. My new doctor was super nice, took a lot of time to talk to me, and is being super thourough in the things she is checking for. I feel confident that she is going to pinpoint some of the crap I have been feeling and perhaps I will give up hypochondriases for a more exciting neurosis.

My catechism class is going really well and I feel like I am learning a lot about history, faith, and my own beliefs. My Priest is super knowledgeable and makes really funny jokes that I would not expect from a Priest (one about a cannibal last night, I swear!). It is an interesting thing to do at my age with the experiences and life lessons that I have had, and I am super thankful to have Matty to help me when I have questions or get confused (trinities and mysteries, oh my!). I am excited to continue and get to have my first communion/baptism/confirmation party this Spring.

Aside from those happenings, I am currently reading The Exorcist (interesting timing, I know) and listening to a lot of Belle and Sebastian, MF Doom and Pandora 80's mixes. I am also eating way too much leftover candy corn (ouchy tummy!) and not drinking enough Post Road Pumpkin Ale.

This Friday I am participating in Boston Care's Bowlathon, raising money for the organization that I volunteer with while having fun with my friends. I am still trying to raise money - which you can help me with by clicking here. Anything and everything helps, and I appreciate it all. Boston Cares has allowed me to do amazing things here as well as down in New Orleans, and I am excited to do something to give back to them. And my friends get to see what a terrible bowler I am.

If you haven't voted - get your ass out there and make some history!

XoXo

Comments

Kate said…
A couple of comments:
I have a very sweet, cute picture of you and Matty passed out on the couch.
Is your baptism/communion/confirmation all one thing because of your age? Or is it even all one thing?
I loved the apple flavored candy corn! I had never had that before!
Yaya! for better doctors who take the time to care;)
Stefanie said…
Emily showed me one such pic...I want to see the one you have! We're nerds.
It is all on one day because usually they happen gradually at certain ages, when the church psychologists have determined that children can actually understand the different rituals. So, yes, because of my age and my smarts at this age, I can understand all three and will do all three, allowing me to take Communion at Mass as well as some other "Catholics only" rituals.
I should have given you the rest of the candy corn - I had to pawn in off on the kids at work!!
Thanks for reading!

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