Wednesday, November 03, 2004

okay, so i don't actually want to die, but i am about to vomit. and leave the country.

12 comments:

nina said...

We're all suffering. The tears are unbelievable and unbearable.

jnsys said...

I'll swing by and pick you up on my way to Canada...

Anonymous said...

Armageddon is upon us!

Anonymous said...

Why do all American loons think they can automatically run to Canada? We do have a border and some restrictions on who comes here.

Anonymous said...

good riddance. don't let the door hit you on the way out...

Anonymous said...

Happy Trails
To You
Until We Meet Again

Happy Trails
To You
Keep Smilin'
'Till The End

Anonymous said...

Bye

Jessica said...

i'll leave with you...

Anonymous said...

Classic. Vomit and then run away leaving a mess for someone else to clean up.

Banshee said...

Speaking as a Bush voter and an Ohioan, and assuming Bush does in fact win...

Cheer up. You have the nobler and more valuable part of the election -- accepting that the vote has gone against your inclinations. Without graceful loss, this Union would not long survive. You get to fight for the Union with all your heart and soul, while we Republicans can only gratefully accept the gift given us by the people.

That said, _I_ didn't much enjoy the Clinton losses...and I have a brother who was working for the Democratic campaign. So I do feel for you.

Beyond The Rim... said...

Let's all now focus at the tasks at hand. Also, maybe those people at your party could widen their circle to include someone who thinks along a different track so they could get a little up front dissonance to aid in their iterative thinking processes.

Grace and peace.

Anonymous said...

For a while, every time I went back home in the southern state where even college professors vote for Bush, I lost weight. Not because the restaurants were so lousy compared with those in the city where I work, but because, like you, I vomited. Then, my wife stopped taking me to those parties even if they explicitly welcomed spouses and families (p.s. I don't remember hearing anyone there ever said that significant others, not to mention partners, are also invited) because vomitting in front of others (esp. at others' words) was not considered good table manners.... Soon, they stopped asking me why I do not apply for the position opening in their institution. Finally, we decide home-made cuisine is the best.