It wasn't just a vote for Obama, it was a vote against Atlas Shrugged Part 3

It was a nice brisk walk to the polling place this morning.  I feel better about voting today than I usually do because it actually required some minimal effort on my part and the walk was very nice. 

Wow, privilege.

Still, a lovely walk. 

(I totally wrote in RON PAUL, with umlauts and devil horns)

(No, I'm kidding.  I voted for president Obama, because the last time I went with a 3rd party candidate... well, yeah.)

[In my defense, I was in a safe state, it's not like I was in Florida or anything...]

(Also, I think Obama's been a decent president [excepting the drones and the other war on terra bullshit].)

(If I did vote for someone else, it would have been Jill Stein)

(Seriously, you thought I would vote FOR Ron Paul?)

(Really?)

(And I never get tired of voting for my representative, Rosa DeLauro, who has voted my way pretty much every time.)

(I am getting tired of voting against Linda McMahon, though, and I hope she gives it up this time.  I am so sick of her, I can't even come up with something clever to say about her other than she can fuck right off in a birch bark canoe and die in a tragic watercraft fire).

(Also go over a waterfall)

(Into a salt-water grotto filled with sea wasps)

(And then climb out through stinging trees filled with funnel web spiders)

(And then get leprosy)

(Yeah)