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sabTomorrow's Election Day and the day after tomorrow I'm flying to NY to celebrate my dad's 70th birthday. I'll be gone for a week, leaving the house to the wayward girls until I come back on the 8th to start fundraising for the inevitable recounts.
This city's abuzz with expectation, with rallies that preach to the choir, and it's fucking Christmas Eve in LA as we all rattle around waiting for the polls to open in, oh, eleven hours? There's not much left to do, not much left to say -- tonight was the DNC's pre-emptive pizza party because there's no more fundraising and no one left to call.
Yesterday I set out to find a place to watch the returns come in tomorrow, having a very rigid set of rules for the venue; I needed a place where I could smoke, where I could access the internet, where I'd be in a room of exclusively Kerry voters and a great big TV. The answer, of course, is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thassalia's house, so Bron, Maayan, Shox and I are descending there at 8pm and plan on sticking around till T. and M. kick us out or we know who's president, whichever comes first. It's possible we'll be there till January.
Our rockstar lifestyle continues apace, though my energy's flagging as I'm called upon to be social too many nights out of the week, and I'm missing the internet, and with itrunpunkrun more than ever. I actually took the night off, bailing on Maayan, Heidi and Chris at the movies to come to the Internet cafe instead, where I got a much-needed virtual hug from wearemany and am now sitting with my toes dangled in the World Wide Web, and, ahhh, the water's fine.
It's 2004 and my daddy's turning *70* -- this, if nothing else, is a reason to celebrate. I'm hoping we've got more reasons than that, but we'll see what's what on T's big-screen TV 24 hours from now. My sisterspycookies turns 26 (!!) a couple days later, and we'll celebrate in NYC with the likes of boxmint (and furies? I will e-mail you both with details when I have them) et al on Saturday, and in there we're taking at least one roadtrip up to Northampton to see mom and dad's new house (move-in date's set for Jan. 19th, Inaugurations all around!) and mingle with the local hippies and queers. Mmmm.
Attention also toweaselchopsaw and the LA brigade -- it's sorlklewis's birthday on Wednesday, and I won't be here to show her a good time, so it's on you to party with the Kid till the lights go out in Georgia. Yes?
We had heaps of trick-or-treaters on H-day, three bags of fun-sized candy's worth, but no TP or eggs and no one stole my black cat, so all in all, a decent holiday.
I'll see you tomorrow, after we vote.qowf, I'm still at the same number and I'll be waiting for your call. Hug everyone for me.
Love,
Sab
This city's abuzz with expectation, with rallies that preach to the choir, and it's fucking Christmas Eve in LA as we all rattle around waiting for the polls to open in, oh, eleven hours? There's not much left to do, not much left to say -- tonight was the DNC's pre-emptive pizza party because there's no more fundraising and no one left to call.
Yesterday I set out to find a place to watch the returns come in tomorrow, having a very rigid set of rules for the venue; I needed a place where I could smoke, where I could access the internet, where I'd be in a room of exclusively Kerry voters and a great big TV. The answer, of course, is
thassalia's house, so Bron, Maayan, Shox and I are descending there at 8pm and plan on sticking around till T. and M. kick us out or we know who's president, whichever comes first. It's possible we'll be there till January. Our rockstar lifestyle continues apace, though my energy's flagging as I'm called upon to be social too many nights out of the week, and I'm missing the internet, and with it
runpunkrun more than ever. I actually took the night off, bailing on Maayan, Heidi and Chris at the movies to come to the Internet cafe instead, where I got a much-needed virtual hug from wearemany and am now sitting with my toes dangled in the World Wide Web, and, ahhh, the water's fine.It's 2004 and my daddy's turning *70* -- this, if nothing else, is a reason to celebrate. I'm hoping we've got more reasons than that, but we'll see what's what on T's big-screen TV 24 hours from now. My sister
spycookies turns 26 (!!) a couple days later, and we'll celebrate in NYC with the likes of boxmint (and furies? I will e-mail you both with details when I have them) et al on Saturday, and in there we're taking at least one roadtrip up to Northampton to see mom and dad's new house (move-in date's set for Jan. 19th, Inaugurations all around!) and mingle with the local hippies and queers. Mmmm.Attention also to
weaselchopsaw and the LA brigade -- it's sorlklewis's birthday on Wednesday, and I won't be here to show her a good time, so it's on you to party with the Kid till the lights go out in Georgia. Yes?We had heaps of trick-or-treaters on H-day, three bags of fun-sized candy's worth, but no TP or eggs and no one stole my black cat, so all in all, a decent holiday.
I'll see you tomorrow, after we vote.
qowf, I'm still at the same number and I'll be waiting for your call. Hug everyone for me.Love,
Sab
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Date: 2004-11-02 06:35 am (UTC)Also, I finally got to see an episode of Jeremiah! I screwed up taping the opening two-parter, but I got Man of Iron, Woman Under Glass just fine. I like what I see so far *g*.