"Here In America, Anything You Want You Can Be..."

I shall be old enough to vote next election. To-day, I am in denial.

Mum voted early in the morning, and da', because he is a retired lawyer, spent all day at the polls to help out in case there were legal complications. He said they straightened out one problem and answered a couple of crazy mad phone calls, but apart from that, nothing big happened, which was good. He was originally going to provide transportation for people, but it's apparently much easier to find people who can drive than it is to find retired lawyers who don't mind helping out, so he did this instead.

I met a really nice Republican lady on Sunday. It was vaguely weird, because all my childhood, I've been bullied by Republicans (I hate that word, 'bully'...). I didn't go to Penn State camp this year because of last year, when the class was entirely Republican except for me, and they spent all week calling me names and yelling at me and making a pathetic Soujin cry all over the place. So mainly I'm scared of them. But this lady and I just sort of talked about how unfortunate it was that the parties have gotten so awful to each other and how one should still be able to have a friendly political debate without it escalating into shouting and whatnot. It was nice.

But I am in denial about to-day, and all shall be NaNo and Lemony Snicket and Nemo/Ned Land daydreams. :)

Lemony Snicket is, by the way, a Democrat. Evidence?

"'Busheney!' said Sunny, which meant something along the lines of, 'You're an evil man with no concern whatsoever for other people!'."

~"The Slippery Slope"

"It's the Last Midnight! It's the Last Verse!"

Okay, so I shan't talk about my NaNo novel any longer on this journal. Why? Because it would be spammy like hell. *g* So all of it's at paper_chain, and there all of it will remain. You can all smack me for being a twit if I mention it again here.

8,619 words and there's still almost no plot. >_>

Am finally going to write back to Sandy. He is scary like whoa, but I feel bad not writing to him, so, yes. I shall.

To-day I walked up to the Hill Church. It's beautiful going up; the leaves have all turned and most of them have fallen and it's so quiet and pleasant and I really do love it awfully. Also, it's an hour and a half walk, so I feel sufficiently exercised for to-day. Hopefully my diet has survived Hallowe'en with not too many ill effects, due to all this walking (an hour yesterday, too).

Also, due to being exceedingly bored and exceedingly strange, have written song to the tune of 'Yankee Doodle Dandy':

I am an antisocial fangirl
Fangirl since the day I sank
Into the depths of the Les Mis fandom
And the arms of fandom_wank

I know a BNF who's awesome
If you flame me she'll flame you
The Pit of Voles is full of lurkers with their netspeak ready
I think I'll post my Eppie-Sue!

>_> Er. Yes.

I love Catullus.

Why is the world so very peculiar? I shall never make sense of it, no matter how hard I try. On the bright side, Thursday and I get to disturb and shock my GSA people with my hair. :)