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a year ago it would have been my dream job to work on a campaign. I wanted to have a legislative or consulting position on Capitol Hill, I could talk about the environment for hours. Now I don't even really care that much who wins the nomination in 2008. I don't think I would even want to represent the US abroad; the thought of only being allowed to promote US interest in international relations just pushes me further away. I don't think I'm going to become a lost expat hippie or anything, but I really want to land in an impoverished village somewhere. If I have enough guts when the time comes maybe I'll do the Peace Corps.
I did get a little rush today when I phone banked for Marty Martinez. It was getting dark and the office was tiny and cramped with mismatched furniture and Dunkin Donuts cartons everywhere and boxes and boxes of campaign lit and it felt like senior year fall back in Rochester and I could almost hear Anna Dumont next to me rambling to some voter about Eric Massa. I do love campaigns. I love feeling of an approaching deadline, an impossible goal, powered by caffeine and takeout menus, the frantic chaos of new developments in opponents' strategies. I remember being on the Deval campaign and the chair of the Mass Democratic party said something really offensive about Kerry Healey and Chris Dempsey was rushing around trying to fix it. I do miss the cold pizza and the eclectic mix of leftover catered food we would help ourselves when it was shoved at us late at night.
but not enough to make it my life.
I really like Iran. I don't know why, but I just really like it. That's part of the reason I don't want Mitt Romney to be president. I hate how he treated Khatami.
I did get a little rush today when I phone banked for Marty Martinez. It was getting dark and the office was tiny and cramped with mismatched furniture and Dunkin Donuts cartons everywhere and boxes and boxes of campaign lit and it felt like senior year fall back in Rochester and I could almost hear Anna Dumont next to me rambling to some voter about Eric Massa. I do love campaigns. I love feeling of an approaching deadline, an impossible goal, powered by caffeine and takeout menus, the frantic chaos of new developments in opponents' strategies. I remember being on the Deval campaign and the chair of the Mass Democratic party said something really offensive about Kerry Healey and Chris Dempsey was rushing around trying to fix it. I do miss the cold pizza and the eclectic mix of leftover catered food we would help ourselves when it was shoved at us late at night.
but not enough to make it my life.
I really like Iran. I don't know why, but I just really like it. That's part of the reason I don't want Mitt Romney to be president. I hate how he treated Khatami.