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Thanksgiving came and went real damn fast.
Out of LA and into North Carolina, DC and NYC. WHOA.
Oh, and my baby cousins are cuter than your baby cousins.
Alright, it’s a cellphone picture so he looks a little demonic..but look at those cheeks!
Come out, come out wherever you are! It’s election day!
Yow! Everyone loves a good voter. Facebook and Foursquare included. Did you get YOUR foursquare voting badge today? Cause I did.
Look at how good at Foursquare I am!! So good. To be honest, I mostly got it so that I could make Salon 1641 a “Place” on it. BTW, are you a facebook fan of Salon 1641? If not, what the hell are you waiting for? An invitation? Well you’ve got it. Salon 1641 totally promotes good voting. Good ol’ creepmeister Facebook is even telling me which of my friends on Facebook have voted.
If I asked, it would probably tell me where they voted and what they ate for breakfast. And how all their friends voted, too.
If you’re wondering, I voted at my local firestation. Super convenient since it’s on the block opposite my apartment, and super fun since it was full of cute firemen. Another highlight (besides changing our nation for better and having my ‘voice heard’?) there was TOTALLY AN EMERGENCY CALL while I was in the voting station. THAT’S RIGHT. There was an emergency. Somewhere in Los Feliz, a cat was caught in a tree, and the super cute firemen of Fire Station 35 had to go save it. It felt sort of like my introduction to the porn industry.
Anyway, that was fun. Got my official (material) voting badge and my California ID and my voting receipt, just in case I need to prove beyond the sticker that I voted today. But seriously, what’s the receipt for? My scrapbook? Alright, I’ll bite. Going in my journal in 3…2…1.
I should begin this by telling you that by noon today I had already been drunk, hungover and sobered up. This is not a joke.
Today marked the first day of the WORLD CUP OMG BIG DEAL 2010!!!!! Everyone is LIKE SO EXCITED RIGHT NOW ABOUT SOCCER. So excited, in fact, that I actually LEFT a bar at 9am today. Also not a joke. I woke up at 5.30 to meet my friends at 6am to then walk to a bar and be there by kickoff (is that what they call it? Or is that an American football term? Who knows, I’m shitty with sports) at 7am.
I have this joke, and it starts like this: A girl walks into a bar at 7am.
Actually that’s the whole joke, but the story behind it ends with said girl drinking too much Irish coffee and walking through Eagle Rock, drunk, at 9am with a few similarly tipsy companions. Good story, right? I thought so. Feel kinda bummed that the first game isn’t til 11am tomorrow. I was hoping to break my morning-drinking record.
Our bar was slightly less rowdy than this.
Oh, look out for me on the NPR world cup blog, “SHOW ME YOUR CLEATS.” They totally took a pic of my table at, like, 7.45. In the morning. Did you catch that? That was this morning.
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