All about the triumph of intellect and romance

Found this linked in ontd_twatlight and figured the literary nerds on my f-list would also be appreciative, especially as I didn't bother filling out the original meme myself. Therefore, I give you:

( Wm. Shakespeare's Five and Twenty Random Things Abovt Me )

Well, it's 12:10 by my clock, and thus, officially Election Day 2008!

We've waited two years -- two long, drawn-out, frustrating years of debates, slogans, campaign rallies and tri-syllabic chants -- to get to this point. People have characterized this particular election as one of the most important in years -- decades, even. I've heard it called the most important since the inception of our nation. The important thing to remember is that no matter who wins tomorrow, this election will be historic. For multiple reasons, it will be one of the most historic processes our country has ever witnessed.

All I can say about it is, I'm glad. Thrilled. My friends would probably say "obsessed", haha. But in all seriousness, I'm ready for new leadership and for the chance to kick-start this country's morale again. Based on my icon (and, for those of you who know me, a frankness of expressed opinion), you know, or can guess, who I voted for. But as long as all of my American friends cast a vote today, and do it with an active, discerning eye, then that's the only thing I care about. Frankly, I'm just blessed to live in a country where I can vote, period, and where my vote actually matters.

And now for the obligatory political macros and video virals which accompany this post. (A small warning: this is going to be image heavy! But amusing!)

( I'm wildcard_47, and I approve these politically-themed lulz! )

There will probably be another post of this magnitude tomorrow night. Get excited!

What is this?? A second LJ post for the day? Monumental!

Anyway, this is a story that begs to be shared. I had a short meeting in the Oaks earlier tonight. Afterwards, my roommate and I were walking back from said event. We were just chatting, not really paying attention to where we were walking, and ended up taking a tiny shortcut through the grass to get to the actual footpath. As we're walking, two runners -- a man and a woman -- turn onto the sidewalk near us and start to jog past.

Realizing that we're walking in the grass at that point, and that we're about to get soaked due to the huge puddles lying in wait for our nice, dry shoes, I turn to chocoholic47and say something loud and snarky to the effect of:

"Wow, it's a bit wet here."

And one of the runners, while passing us on the left, looks my way and comments:

"That's what SHE said!"

At which point they turned the corner in the opposite direction, and I laughed hysterically in the meantime. I have never seen the from-a-distance "that's what she said" employed so well. It sounds like something that would come straight out of sitcom-world. Thus, to echo the title of this entry: Well played, sir. May watching endless reruns of The Office continue to benefit you in similar ways.

Well, I'm through with my GST final!!!! YAAAAYY!

Here's an amusing funny from class. Gabie wrote a little reminder note on the bulletin board while we were taking our exam to remind all the Fellows and internship people about doing their evaluations. Here's what it said.

After finishing your exam, you should....

a. Go to the pub immediately
b. Burn your class notes in a gigantic bonfire
c. Run naked around Russell Square
d. Fill out your evaluations.

If you are not a Fellow or an intern, feel free to do a, b, or c at your own risk.

Oh, Gabie makes me giggle. I'm going to miss her class so much. Anyway, being done with GST means that 1/3 of the day of evil is now complete. I now have to attend my theatre class and assign stupid fake awards to each play, and then finish the debacle of an art journal that is haunting my dreams. I think the end is in sight, my friends.

Well, between typing up some makeup work for my leadership group and surfing Yahoo email, I was a little distracted as I was reading the day's headlines. The first two that caught my attention were:

"Chad's rebels fight gov't force in capital" and "Candidates hanging hopes on Super Tuesday".

In my multitasking, distracted frame of mind, I saw the words "hanging" & "chads" and thought/said something along the lines of OH DEAR LORD IN HEAVEN! Can't people punch a simple ballot? Is voting really that difficult?

Those around me in the coffee shop were not appreciative of my alarm about hanging chads, to say the least. But I took a second look at the words and laughed for quite awhile.