errggggh. i. hate. voting. but. MUST. i felt quite sick all morning, because i felt like every candidate i would pick would automatically lose, and basically we'd all go to hell in a handbasket. but, i went, all the polling people were super nice and helpful (UNLIKE los angeles--yeah, i'm singling out pippi's patchouli palace on pico, my polling station. bitches.), my pencil was only a little stumpy, and i felt better after picking my choices.

then freaked out all the way home, wondering if i actually ticked off the opposite of what i meant. gaaaaah.