My project: To read throught the Voter's Pamphlet and decide upon the issues.

My fear: Opening the pamphlet and wanting to scream.

Well, I grounded myself and took many deep breaths. Armed with only a pen and my morals, I flipped open the first page. I braced myself against the edge of the table as the wave of negative energy swept over my and flew out the open door behind me. (The neighbors won't speak to me for a few days after I've swept negative energy out the back door. Well, I don't want it in my home and it has to go somewhere. I've no rugs anymore, so that's out of the question.)

I digress.

I painstakingly (and painfully) studied the pamphlet and am prepared to cast my votes this November. *sigh*

As I was performing this task, I thought of Naudiz and our political conversations over tea. I gave her a call to see if I could possibly provoke a political debate out of her but, alas, pjack said she had just retired for the evening. Perhaps I'll have the chance to argue later. Yeah debates!

Okay, I'm going to finish some other stuff and try to eliminate a minor percent of the clutter burrying my desk. It's a lovely desk, I just never seem to see it's surface.
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