Listen to the Reverend, and take heart. The odds seem to be in our favor; either way, I'll end the night in tears. I'm voting in BK in the morning, and then going to Staten Island to take some pictures, get my nails done, eat pizza—generally stay calm (in this here "unreal America").
Here's hoping that come Wednesday, I can still expect to afford healthcare and get an abortion. Here's hoping that we don't declare war on Spain and all of its delicious jamón. Here's hoping Wednesday is a BRAND NEW BAG! Here's to you, handsome!
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