gar's thawt hole

FUCK YEAH!

WE DID IT!!!!

-gar

this is your last chance, america...

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the long, dark shadow of 2004 still hangs solemnly over my head.  the last, brave shreds of hope have clung tenaciously to my innards as i've watched my country fall further and further from grace.  even today as i awoke much earlier than i've ever wanted to and cast my vote alongside my wife of 2 months, her youthful vigor failed to pull me out of my deep pit of despair, for you see i am unwilling to get my hopes up.  not this time. 

for me, the bleak rain clouds in the sky today are both literal and figurative.

an earnest smile won't mightily blast it's righteous fury on my ugly face until the election has been called, and not just by all of the major networks, but through the tear-stained and jaw-clenched mouth of a fox news employee, preferably bill o'reilly. 

and honestly, in my heart of hearts, i probably won't even believe it until the results are spelled out in the blood and brain tissue of rush limbaugh on the wall behind his desk, from a self-inflicted gunshot wound.

that, my friends, is the state of the hope and fear i have today.

-gar

hallowhat?

Yeah, I don't like parties in general, people who go to parties in particular. I seem to spend more time in the backseat of my car than I spend inside. And not doing anything exciting either, unless you consider being terrified that someone is going to smash my windows and shoot me while I try to sleep exciting.

No windows were broken, however, I still managed to receive not one but two pressed fruitbowls. Thanks, dudes.

-gar