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Wednesday, November 05, 2008

ok good - i can have a kid now

by which i mean i can have an Obama Baby rather than a Bush Baby (and this is not to be an announcement that ANYTHING is on the way.....i just like the thought....)

:)

I wrote this yesterday:

"Hm. For some reason, I seem to have woken up in one nasty-grumpy-ass mood today. I'm wondering if I'm just tense about what is a, you know, sort of important day. (yes, I was employing understatement) I feel sort of weird in my tummy actually. Anybody else feel this way? It's like there is a little gnawing anxiety demon in there. *sigh* I think it's also that as I was riding my bike downtown to work today, (where, by the way, I just give up even trying to concentrate - it's just not gonna happen!) I was suddenly struck with the notion that I should have done more. I coulda, shoulda, woulda… It's really lame, but true. Part of it is that it took me a little longer than most to come around to Obama. I'm not going to get into it, but it took me a while to 'feel the magic', which, honestly, I still don't always get, BUT I have been super impressed with the man in the face of the last few months of nasty mud-slinging and lies and 'she who must not be named', etc., etc. Anyway - I hate phone banking and don't want to help that way. I know how annoying I find it personally when I receive calls at home, so I just can't go there… I've talked and talked and talked to lots of people - trying the one person at a time approach - but most of them agree with me, so how does that help? I live in California (NO ON EIGHT!!!!! YES ON TWO!!!!!!), so my state is locked in for Obama, so my vote is just part of a massive flag of support. Honestly, part of it is that I have a hard time with politics in general. I've realized over time that I am just DONE with fakeness. I have no time for that bullshit anymore. It's part of the reason that I have WAY less theatre/actor friends than I once did. Sure - be a great actor on stage/film, but when we hang out, just be you, whatever that may be… I know that politics IS theatre in a lot of ways. I do. But even knowing that, I always get a little thrill when a politician flashes a passing glance of real emotion… I feel like politics takes the ' real you' out of everyone who stays in it for any amount of time. Maybe these things are silly and naïve to say. I'm just rambling because I'm so damn tense."

I can now say for sure that, yes, the anxiety of the election put me in a shitty mood and made my shoulders so tense that they are actually sore today (oh ok - that might be from trapeze, but who knows?). But wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! all things MUCH better today - except for the red wine hangover and this proposition 8 BULLSHIT that is the only thing making today not a perfectly wonderful rejoice-fest. oh - and after hearing Obama last night - I am so please to report, that YES - I get it now. I cried. I sooooooooo get it.

If I'm not carfeul, I'll be running around town on my bike singing, "I'm proud to be an American" by Lee Greenwood. ;)

heh.

Congratulations America and congratulations to the world. So nice to wake up to a day of hope.....

1 Comments:

At 9:52 PM, Blogger Sarah Woulfin said...

I've also almost hummed "I'm proud to be an American" a couple times over the past few days!!!

 

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