Nov 03, 2008 21:48
OMG. In the past two hours, we've had ten calls from political robo-solicitors.
*BUH-RINNNG BUH-RINNNG*
"Hello?"
"He-llo. I am cal-ling on be-half of __(candidate)__. Did you know that
__(opponent)__ has spent one thou-sand do-llars on chi-hua-hua de-oh-duhr-rent in the past year a-lone?"
*click*
*BUH-RINNNG BUH-RINNNG*
Seriously. We had two in a row once. And it's not real effective, people. I'm sure flooding voters' phone lines with last minute endorsements is going to win lots over.
Well! I'm excited about the election tomorrow! How 'bout you?
< inserts logical transition >
Last night I had an awesome dream. The best dream ever. Before last night, I would have thought that such a dream would have to include things like Legolas without pants, and Jareth, King of the Goblins, with with with pants. (...*makes small noise*)
But I was wrong. I never knew my true happiness, my heart's desire, until last night. True happiness is floating into a brand-new, magically clean store/warehouse, then flopping around in a sea of slippery little shiny plastic packets of Goody hairbands with the metal bits in'em. They were discontinued for the rest of the world, but never again for me! Imagine. Never having to worry about hair support.
Light reflected off the precious packets like millions of rectangular diamonds, prisming tiny shimmery rainbows into the air, and I was laughing, laughing, laughing...
(I really had this dream!)
I hope my next dream is about climbing a mountain of Clean and Clear: Shine Control Powder compacts--also discontinued in hateful reality! But...at least...not...not in my...dreams...D:
Goddammit.
dream,
presidential election