i'll sleep when the polls close.

At the risk of sounding a bit angsty, or of sounding like a voter who (gasp) wishes to cast a ballot in her own self-interest, I'd like to register my intense ambivalence about what the fuck I'm going to do tomorrow morning. I think I know. I mostly agree with myself. But there's a part of me that isn't quite ready to rally and party and celebrate the matter. Barack Obama is a black man. He should understand the meaning of separate but equal. I find my values reflected in 95% of his platforms and policies, and my identity rejected by that lingering sliver.

Chances are good that I'll end up pulling the lever for straight Dems tomorrow, but I fully intend both meanings of that statement. My mom taught me that sometimes you have to vote against your interests to do what is right, and I can live with that. I just wanted to say it somewhere, you know? I don't want to have to wait much longer. I'd really like to get married in the foreseeable future and I don't think that's unreasonable.