I crack myself up. This is one jacked up place.
Election results are coming in. For the first time in my life, I stood in the polling place not at all sure who I was going to vote for in the governor race. I really did not.
I do not agree with anything Brady believes in. But I do not want the responsibility of more bullshit from Quinn either--I do not want that on my head.
The whole thing sickens me. Since I work for the government, we got today off to go vote. I worked anyway, because I am all dedicated and such. The computers were being worked on all day though, so it was somewhat counterproductive. I ended up with a big migraine that sent me to bed by 6 pm. I am now trying to remember why I got up at all, since there is nothing on TV except the commentators talking about how the sky is falling.
Ugh. That gets so old.
In other news, the vet was here over my lunch hour to see Radar's eye, some follow up preg checks and to do teeth--he did Voodoo, Harley, Squeak and Hammer. They were suitably drugged up and wandering around like zombies. I guess I was too as I must not have latched their gate, so it is a good thing I got out of bed and went to the farm around 9 pm. Their zombie-ness had worn off and they were moseying around the farm. Silly children. I am really enjoying those three young ones lately.
Also, it is Barry's birthday. And he is not home. And that completely sucks. I miss him. I hate not having big days together