Hi Ya Hildy!

"And that my friends, is my farewell to the newspaper game. I'm gonna be a woman, not a news-getting machine. I'm gonna have babies and take care of them. Give 'em cod liver oil and watch their teeth grow...So long you wage-slaves...When you're crawling up fire escapes and getting kicked out of front doors, and eating Christmas dinners in one-armed joints, don't forget your pal, Hildy Johnson!..And when the road beyond unfolds..."

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

i was 255!

which naturally made the hubby 254, because he inserted his ballot just before mine. i heard it quietly fall to the bottom of the "ballot box".
10 seconds prior, i gracefully filled in the oval beside the candidate i had memorized to vote for. no problemo.
then, as on a tough middle school test, i returned to the only field i left blank--the presidential candidates. i tapped my foot, then eagerly was ready to fill in the proper oval. but no, i drew back. i drummed my finger, then was ready. nope, i drummed and tapped now. finally, i decided.
i figured, it doesn't really matter anyway, since i am in texas, the electoral college would all vote for W.

and i made my choice...

oh man, i can't wait for tonight!

What number were you?

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