Killing time
Oh my gosh I can’t seem to keep my eyes open. I hate that feeling … I’m just so tired all the time. I don’t get enough exercise! The other day I looked at my butt in the mirror and almost had a heart attack. What the hell happened? I’ve been sitting on my ass too much, that’s what.
I used to be so fit. I could swim a mile. I could run. I could carry heavy things. Play tennis. Now I’ve become a total slacker-ass. Very lazy. This is what relationships do to you!
But enough of my narcissistic rant.
I haven’t had a chance to express my happiness that Obama is on the ticket for the general election. I think if he is President he will be a great leader. He has brought so many people into the political process that never used to care, or think they mattered (me included). God bless the man.
I’ve heard a lot of arguments from the opposition. He’s not patriotic, he’s too liberal, he’s elitist, blah blah blah. And of course, there is the “lack of experience” argument. Honestly, I think having someone “fresh” in the white house is a good thing, and that is part of the movement that has defined his campaign. The absolute number one reason I love the guy is because I really believe he is going to change the system. Before anyone saw it coming, he had been somewhat of a dark horse (no racial pun intended, people!) in this contest — an outsider, if you will. I really like that about him. Like many other young people, I have become so disillusioned with the way politics are handled, that to have someone come from the outside, running on a platform of transparency, integrity and reason — I am all for it.
I may not agree with him on all the issues but his new brand of politics is what I’m ultimately voting for.
And now I’m fifteen minutes away from the end of my work day. Thank God. The working life in your 20s really sucks sometimes (almost all the time).

Let’s go biking this summer! I’m going to hopefully have my bike here within the next week or two, and there’s a bike repair shop not too far off, so I’ll walk it over, cough up the cash to repair it… and buy a new helmet. Or are helmets out of fashion these days? I dunno anymore.