Hey Kids,
so um,. it's uh spring. ok i suck. i promise i'll have this up soon. a newly designed blog site to clog up the interwebs and add to your RSS feeds! yessssss. aren't you excited?
I have good reasons. really.
so um. i'm kinda having to be on my best behavior at work. yeah that whole bad reviews and i won't get into it or else i'll end up crying and throwing things and in the fetal position under my desk rocking back and forth saying things like she doesn' t even know where the fuck her godamn transfer folder is yet i get a fuckin 2- rating!?!!
good thing i currently only work 1 job, ditched grad school and am single, so i can spend extra hours in the office and then head to the gym where i am on a search to find my collarbone!
yes, my collarbone. or as some might put it- trying to get this fat off my body. yeah mother natures 31st birthday gift to me was a slow as fuck metabolism. and 10 fuckin pounds to boot.
seriously. it used to be you gain a couple pounds over the holidays, then you live off oatmeal and veggie soup and hit the gym for a few days and voila, back to normal. oh ho ho noooo not anymore. nooooope. go to the gym every day, keep track of every thing you eat in an excel spreadsheet and have a good looking guy pinch your fat. no, thats not something kinky. one of our trainers here at work is good looking and part of the class i'm enrolled in is doing this body comp where he takes out calipers and pinches my bare flesh. in several locations. so yeah, the last guy to see my bare middrift pinched it with a claw like device. hot. welcome to my life.
chubby girl on egg shells at work. awesome.
I've also been trying to get my condo clean and stuff. its quit a feet. when your dad says to you "you might want to clean it up so you can have some guests over of the male persuation" (yes, my dad talks all classy and articulate like that in a NY accent). so when your dad is essentially saying. dude, your place is a friggin stye, no man would want to come over to this mess. or no wonder you're not getting any boo taye - if you want a man you gots to gets this crib ca leeean ya dig? ..well then you know its time to start making a dent in things.
plus i am still pondering the plan to rent it out and move to da city.
so in essence...i'm alive. just, ya know. blah.
so I will def have this blog revamped so that i can have a fun outlet and stuff. just you wait and see! i'll get you my pretty! and your little dog too!
bring it on 09!
yes that was part of some text messages I may have sent to some folks in not the most sober of states this new years. I don't normally quote cheerleading movie titles (admit it., you saw it!) whilst juxtaposing a new year messgae but hey, it's 09.
And I am actually at work. one of the few, the proud, the ones who actually have work. deadlines. which will earn them a 1.81% raise. sigh. so you can probably guess what one of my resolutions may be for 09.
And I'm already falling behind on some resolutions already since this site hasn't been revamped- but that's b/c I'm busy putting together bafana packets for folks. also known as" i- totally- didn't get -my -xmas -cards -out- in- time,- but- thankgod- i'm- italian- so -i- can -say- i'm- celebrating- la -befana- on- tuesday- and- send -out- cards- then". so there. procastiantion and Social faux pas saved by heritage! yess!
But hey, I took the bike rack off my car. and i will lose weight by doing so. how come? b/c w/out the prong like device sticking out the rear of my mini i can't find my car in the parking lot amongs a sea of land yahts. I'll just have to make sure i don't look lost and vunerable like those women in those brochures for self defence classes.
I'm going to save the babble about my hopes and dreams and resolv for the new year- b/c you'll most likely hear about them somehow along the way. Instead I leave you with thes images. why oh why did i not get these as gifts for my bday/xmas this year?
the huggie arm is like what mormon girls give each other instead of vibrators. lonely tonight? don't have a man? Do I have something for YOU! ..and then you can look at the statue and to get tips on what you would be doing if you weren't being hugged by a stuffed arm.
only 2700 bucks on Overstock.com! does anyone else wonder what the little boys face looks like or is that just creepy? this could make a lovely gift for your local pastor. Its kids, its a sculpture! fine ok its bronzed image of lil kids ya know...birds n bees-ing.
now, if you don't have 2700 bucks to throw down, but you're still looking for a "fun" gift, well look no further my friends than the Horn Dog Marshmellow or Hot Dog Roasters!
something tells me these may not be appropriate for campfires at bible camp...
I'm sure you can mix it up and put marshmellows on the male stick figure and hot dogs on the lady's prongs. thus resulting in a male with a white goop crotch and a lady with torpedo boobs. so its like doing stick figure over the campfire- ooh shadow puppet reanctment of the tommy lee and pamela anderson video! oh and who ever said camping was good clean fun never had a horndog cooker and an imagination! leave the pron at home and bring these camping!
And no, I'm not still drunk from Wednesday. All work and no play make gina a punchy girl. or really offensive. whatevs. if you want a bafana packet and have yet to give me your addrss, there is still time! email me and I will get something to you in the mail next week.
yes that was part of some text messages I may have sent to some folks in not the most sober of states this new years. I don't normally quote cheerleading movie titles (admit it., you saw it!) whilst juxtaposing a new year messgae but hey, it's 09.
And I am actually at work. one of the few, the proud, the ones who actually have work. deadlines. which will earn them a 1.81% raise. sigh. so you can probably guess what one of my resolutions may be for 09.
And I'm already falling behind on some resolutions already since this site hasn't been revamped- but that's b/c I'm busy putting together bafana packets for folks. also known as" i- totally- didn't get -my -xmas -cards -out- in- time,- but- thankgod- i'm- italian- so -i- can -say- i'm- celebrating- la -befana- on- tuesday- and- send -out- cards- then". so there. procastiantion and Social faux pas saved by heritage! yess!
But hey, I took the bike rack off my car. and i will lose weight by doing so. how come? b/c w/out the prong like device sticking out the rear of my mini i can't find my car in the parking lot amongs a sea of land yahts. I'll just have to make sure i don't look lost and vunerable like those women in those brochures for self defence classes.
I'm going to save the babble about my hopes and dreams and resolv for the new year- b/c you'll most likely hear about them somehow along the way. Instead I leave you with thes images. why oh why did i not get these as gifts for my bday/xmas this year?
the huggie arm is like what mormon girls give each other instead of vibrators. lonely tonight? don't have a man? Do I have something for YOU! ..and then you can look at the statue and to get tips on what you would be doing if you weren't being hugged by a stuffed arm.
only 2700 bucks on Overstock.com! does anyone else wonder what the little boys face looks like or is that just creepy? this could make a lovely gift for your local pastor. Its kids, its a sculpture! fine ok its bronzed image of lil kids ya know...birds n bees-ing.
now, if you don't have 2700 bucks to throw down, but you're still looking for a "fun" gift, well look no further my friends than the Horn Dog Marshmellow or Hot Dog Roasters!
something tells me these may not be appropriate for campfires at bible camp...
I'm sure you can mix it up and put marshmellows on the male stick figure and hot dogs on the lady's prongs. thus resulting in a male with a white goop crotch and a lady with torpedo boobs. so its like doing stick figure over the campfire- ooh shadow puppet reanctment of the tommy lee and pamela anderson video! oh and who ever said camping was good clean fun never had a horndog cooker and an imagination! leave the pron at home and bring these camping!
And no, I'm not still drunk from Wednesday. All work and no play make gina a punchy girl. or really offensive. whatevs. if you want a bafana packet and have yet to give me your addrss, there is still time! email me and I will get something to you in the mail next week.
Hiatus. that's the word of the day kids. As in I am taking a Hiatus from grad school. Yup. Hiatus meaning I want to eventually return to the program, but the current program is not conducive to my work life schedule at the moment. which is essentially what i told the review committe. we all agreed it was a wise decision.
hiatus, meaning I shall return. I'll be back. just ya know, not next semester. I'll still take classes. but most likely at nova. classes that I should have taken before I started the program.
So yeah. lessons learned. the lesson- don't ever fuckin take more than 2 grad classes while working full time.
I know some folks do the whole grad school full time bit. but dude. i'm almost 31 with an ass-ton of debt/loans, and the profession I'm going into would mean a 20% pay cut from my curent job, which barely pays the bills right now. so um. yeah. I'm doing the full time job it unitl this whole winning the lottery bit pays out.
After I left the review meeting I started thinking about what I could or would do now with this new freedom of having no grad schtuff to deal with for at least 6 months...I could go to GYM! holy crap i never thought my thighs would yearn for a stationary bike. I could do YOGA! I could come home from work and watch a movie or a tv show W/OUT GUILT. I could take up KNITTING! OMG. and then of course I looked through websites about other grad programs and through various catalogs trying to find activities to fill up my time. and drafting up a timeline of events to happen; relaunch website, substitute teach, volunteer at smithsonian, go to costa rica, get nose job, buy wacom drawing tablet. ya know, save the world too. in that order, of course.
I can have a LIFE! oh my god.
So last night was my last final. and it would not be a gina final without file and equipment failure. good times. but it's done. done. done. free at last free at last thank god almighty i'm free at last.(apologies to MLK)
So now I have a few weeks to rethink my life direction and stuff.
And hey, maybe that direction is not teaching. who knows. i know i currently can't go 18 weeks w/out working (18 weeks is needed for student teaching) so hm. yeah. decisions. we'll see.
it's funny how this time of year makes you realize how good you have it. amist stories of layoffs and other dificulties in life, i think ok, so I did pretty horrible in my first semester of grad school. but ya know what, my job honestly isn't that bad. and i have a job. and great friends and a great family including an adorable neice who i got to take her first independent steps the other day!
so basically..this blog will transition back to a quasi DCist type. instead of me bitching about life I will actually have fun activities for folks to participate in. such as ..
seeing International Graduate University play at the red and black this thursday with karate coyote.
And anti commercialism caroling on friday in Georgetown... sing the tune away in a sweatshop...(sung to the tune of away in a manger). so lots fo fun activitis coming up, so check back for some fun postings and less bitching.
and fun pics too.
if this is what santa looked like, you bet yoruass i'd be good all year!
i heart me some newyorkshitty.com
hiatus, meaning I shall return. I'll be back. just ya know, not next semester. I'll still take classes. but most likely at nova. classes that I should have taken before I started the program.
So yeah. lessons learned. the lesson- don't ever fuckin take more than 2 grad classes while working full time.
I know some folks do the whole grad school full time bit. but dude. i'm almost 31 with an ass-ton of debt/loans, and the profession I'm going into would mean a 20% pay cut from my curent job, which barely pays the bills right now. so um. yeah. I'm doing the full time job it unitl this whole winning the lottery bit pays out.
After I left the review meeting I started thinking about what I could or would do now with this new freedom of having no grad schtuff to deal with for at least 6 months...I could go to GYM! holy crap i never thought my thighs would yearn for a stationary bike. I could do YOGA! I could come home from work and watch a movie or a tv show W/OUT GUILT. I could take up KNITTING! OMG. and then of course I looked through websites about other grad programs and through various catalogs trying to find activities to fill up my time. and drafting up a timeline of events to happen; relaunch website, substitute teach, volunteer at smithsonian, go to costa rica, get nose job, buy wacom drawing tablet. ya know, save the world too. in that order, of course.
I can have a LIFE! oh my god.
So last night was my last final. and it would not be a gina final without file and equipment failure. good times. but it's done. done. done. free at last free at last thank god almighty i'm free at last.(apologies to MLK)
So now I have a few weeks to rethink my life direction and stuff.
And hey, maybe that direction is not teaching. who knows. i know i currently can't go 18 weeks w/out working (18 weeks is needed for student teaching) so hm. yeah. decisions. we'll see.
it's funny how this time of year makes you realize how good you have it. amist stories of layoffs and other dificulties in life, i think ok, so I did pretty horrible in my first semester of grad school. but ya know what, my job honestly isn't that bad. and i have a job. and great friends and a great family including an adorable neice who i got to take her first independent steps the other day!
so basically..this blog will transition back to a quasi DCist type. instead of me bitching about life I will actually have fun activities for folks to participate in. such as ..
seeing International Graduate University play at the red and black this thursday with karate coyote.
And anti commercialism caroling on friday in Georgetown... sing the tune away in a sweatshop...(sung to the tune of away in a manger). so lots fo fun activitis coming up, so check back for some fun postings and less bitching.
and fun pics too.
if this is what santa looked like, you bet yoruass i'd be good all year!
i heart me some newyorkshitty.com
so....
after the convo i had with the head of the department...i um. might need to rethink my um path or something.
...could write so much. could rant so much. but i am so done. yet no. it's like i'm at mile 20 in a marathon and someone just tripped you, you fell, you're injured, you don't know if you can finish the race. but you've already come 20 miles so far. so what if it was at a 15 minute mile pace b/c you didn't train enough. b/c you thought you could handle this marathon b/c you know how to run and you're an athlete and tons of ppl run marathons and..and...
so maybe i can write about it. the person tripping me would be the department head. the finish line is just the fuckin semester. i don't know if i will be allowed back next semester. yeah i've been running that bad. the whole full time job and school full time. god it fuckin sucks. and it shows. in my work. very apparantly. but they don't care. they don't care that you're injured. or why you're sick, or how you're holding up.
i really want to be an art teacher . but now, i don't know what my options are at this point. i was doing well. i was doing ok. then all o a sudddenly i had a bunch of projects due ..and it took longer than i anticipated..and a bunch of other stuff happened in my life as well.
and they act like they care...but they don't. i could tell them - hey my brother had a fuckin brain tumor removed the day i interviewed for this program and he's currently undergoing chemo. but they don't fuckin care.
maybe..i just drop out. and just do a whole bunch of volunteer teaching and subsitute teaching and then apply at the corcoran and yeah, take out a shit ton of loans and hey, maybe i'll work in the DC public schools.
or maybe i can learn another language and join the peace corp.
maybe ill marry some rich guy and i can just be a freelance designer and artist
maybe i'll turn into a pumpkin at fuckin midnight.
at least then i could be made into a pie. right now i'm only good enough to be on the bottom of someone's shoe.
after the convo i had with the head of the department...i um. might need to rethink my um path or something.
...could write so much. could rant so much. but i am so done. yet no. it's like i'm at mile 20 in a marathon and someone just tripped you, you fell, you're injured, you don't know if you can finish the race. but you've already come 20 miles so far. so what if it was at a 15 minute mile pace b/c you didn't train enough. b/c you thought you could handle this marathon b/c you know how to run and you're an athlete and tons of ppl run marathons and..and...
so maybe i can write about it. the person tripping me would be the department head. the finish line is just the fuckin semester. i don't know if i will be allowed back next semester. yeah i've been running that bad. the whole full time job and school full time. god it fuckin sucks. and it shows. in my work. very apparantly. but they don't care. they don't care that you're injured. or why you're sick, or how you're holding up.
i really want to be an art teacher . but now, i don't know what my options are at this point. i was doing well. i was doing ok. then all o a sudddenly i had a bunch of projects due ..and it took longer than i anticipated..and a bunch of other stuff happened in my life as well.
and they act like they care...but they don't. i could tell them - hey my brother had a fuckin brain tumor removed the day i interviewed for this program and he's currently undergoing chemo. but they don't fuckin care.
maybe..i just drop out. and just do a whole bunch of volunteer teaching and subsitute teaching and then apply at the corcoran and yeah, take out a shit ton of loans and hey, maybe i'll work in the DC public schools.
or maybe i can learn another language and join the peace corp.
maybe ill marry some rich guy and i can just be a freelance designer and artist
maybe i'll turn into a pumpkin at fuckin midnight.
at least then i could be made into a pie. right now i'm only good enough to be on the bottom of someone's shoe.
So for the first time in a while I am sick. not mentally. well, some would say I am always mentally ill, but yeah, mucus fest 08 is happening in my head and lungs. it's pretty hot. hacking cough, going through 2 boxes of kleenex, looking like a zombie from shuan of the dead. good times. I say I rarely get sick b/c all of the cold/flu meds in my med cabinet expired in 06. oops.
God my body has the worst friggin timing ever. hey let's get sick right before ass tons of work is due for class, less than 2 weeks before finals and a week before thanksgiving. and and..woth all this soup eating I haven't lsot any friggin weight. seriously. that's the only benefit of being sick!
And now when I blow my nose blood comes out. awesome. so I googgoel bloody sneezes. and i love wiki answrs repsosne to what happens when i sneeze blood?
I'll save ya the click:
Answer: You probably have a deviated spetum bleed often caused my using massive amounts of Cocaine.
..ah if only...
so if you go food shopping when you feel like ass you will buy enough canned soup to make a mormon jealous.
signs you are 30..or getting old:
you now shop for anti wrinkle creams instead of anti zit creams.
you spend 3 hours in the grocery store on a sunday in your velour tracksuit
you get hit on in the public library
Disney- it really is a magical place....
So a couple eyars ago my family vistied Disney in Florida for my Uncle Mike's suprise 40th Birthday. Although I had a great time with the family, I was almost freaked out by the magicalness of it all- meaning, how freakin friendly people were. cleaning crews singing along on trams on their way to clean rooms, how everyone smiled and said Have a Magical day!- from the fron desk operator to the bus driver to cast member in the park. It was almost bizarre to have people so happy. it was refreshing yet pod like. the quasi hippie in me wanted to dismiss disney and all its' commercialism. but the little kid in me who at that time secretely needed a big hug was happy to be greated with smiles as we pushed my brother and mom along in their wheelchairs throughout our disney adventure.
So I was actually looking forward to this almost sacharin like atmosphere when we embarked upon disney this past weekend to celebrate my Mom's 60th birthday. Between incredible stresses at school and work (I'm currently off the books at RB...) monies and life in general, I was atcually looking forward to a friendly smile, a goofy joke and someone telling me to have a magical day. If anything is a sign that the world is in the crapper, it's Disney. apparantly the magical world is not immune to the nasties of the outside world. and the guests at the park didn't help with the loss of the magical experince. hey look, a guy in a scooter, let's walk in front of him! don't get me worng, it wasn't horrible, it was well...an american tourist vacation spot, instead of the house that walt built, the magic kingdom. I wanted the employees to go back to drinking the kool-aide that made everyone smile. but we were with family and that was the best part. and speaking of family and best parts...I have some awesome news. My brother proposed to his girlfriend, Caitlin in front of Cinderella's castle during the fireworks display. we were accidenentally there for it. we had no idea..ok well, I did have a dream over the weekend that he would propose in front of the castle. but I didn't want to say anything b/c I didn't want to seem like i was bugging my brother .
I am wicked excited to have caitlin as a future sister in law. she already feels likw family. she is such an amazing person. she has been there for my brother every step of the way- every operation, radiation treatment, etc. as my parents said, marirage is for better or worse, and you've already been through the worst, so here is to the best! and i coudn't agree more ;) I'll post pics soon.
ALSO....FESTIVUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This year it's a combo festivus and bon voyage party for Lorien and Scott. they head to West By God (aka west virginia) mid decemeber so scott can work an internship. so we're having festivus a little earlier and icnluding their sendoff in it. and we're having it at Heather's old house in Burke this year b/c well, the cops being called last year kinda blew- and sinec my neighbor still lives downstairs from me...yeah we're having it elsewhere. if you need to be added to the evite- i totally apologize if i inadvertantly left you off- my brain is being controlled by snot monsters- lemme know and i shall add you. But it shall be a good time. noshings, libations, good times by all.
God my body has the worst friggin timing ever. hey let's get sick right before ass tons of work is due for class, less than 2 weeks before finals and a week before thanksgiving. and and..woth all this soup eating I haven't lsot any friggin weight. seriously. that's the only benefit of being sick!
And now when I blow my nose blood comes out. awesome. so I googgoel bloody sneezes. and i love wiki answrs repsosne to what happens when i sneeze blood?
I'll save ya the click:
Answer: You probably have a deviated spetum bleed often caused my using massive amounts of Cocaine.
..ah if only...
so if you go food shopping when you feel like ass you will buy enough canned soup to make a mormon jealous.
signs you are 30..or getting old:
you now shop for anti wrinkle creams instead of anti zit creams.
you spend 3 hours in the grocery store on a sunday in your velour tracksuit
you get hit on in the public library
Disney- it really is a magical place....
So a couple eyars ago my family vistied Disney in Florida for my Uncle Mike's suprise 40th Birthday. Although I had a great time with the family, I was almost freaked out by the magicalness of it all- meaning, how freakin friendly people were. cleaning crews singing along on trams on their way to clean rooms, how everyone smiled and said Have a Magical day!- from the fron desk operator to the bus driver to cast member in the park. It was almost bizarre to have people so happy. it was refreshing yet pod like. the quasi hippie in me wanted to dismiss disney and all its' commercialism. but the little kid in me who at that time secretely needed a big hug was happy to be greated with smiles as we pushed my brother and mom along in their wheelchairs throughout our disney adventure.
So I was actually looking forward to this almost sacharin like atmosphere when we embarked upon disney this past weekend to celebrate my Mom's 60th birthday. Between incredible stresses at school and work (I'm currently off the books at RB...) monies and life in general, I was atcually looking forward to a friendly smile, a goofy joke and someone telling me to have a magical day. If anything is a sign that the world is in the crapper, it's Disney. apparantly the magical world is not immune to the nasties of the outside world. and the guests at the park didn't help with the loss of the magical experince. hey look, a guy in a scooter, let's walk in front of him! don't get me worng, it wasn't horrible, it was well...an american tourist vacation spot, instead of the house that walt built, the magic kingdom. I wanted the employees to go back to drinking the kool-aide that made everyone smile. but we were with family and that was the best part. and speaking of family and best parts...I have some awesome news. My brother proposed to his girlfriend, Caitlin in front of Cinderella's castle during the fireworks display. we were accidenentally there for it. we had no idea..ok well, I did have a dream over the weekend that he would propose in front of the castle. but I didn't want to say anything b/c I didn't want to seem like i was bugging my brother .
I am wicked excited to have caitlin as a future sister in law. she already feels likw family. she is such an amazing person. she has been there for my brother every step of the way- every operation, radiation treatment, etc. as my parents said, marirage is for better or worse, and you've already been through the worst, so here is to the best! and i coudn't agree more ;) I'll post pics soon.
ALSO....FESTIVUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This year it's a combo festivus and bon voyage party for Lorien and Scott. they head to West By God (aka west virginia) mid decemeber so scott can work an internship. so we're having festivus a little earlier and icnluding their sendoff in it. and we're having it at Heather's old house in Burke this year b/c well, the cops being called last year kinda blew- and sinec my neighbor still lives downstairs from me...yeah we're having it elsewhere. if you need to be added to the evite- i totally apologize if i inadvertantly left you off- my brain is being controlled by snot monsters- lemme know and i shall add you. But it shall be a good time. noshings, libations, good times by all.
hey kids
so I'm not going to post anything that has already been or is being said about the presidency and etc etc. I'm just going to go over yesterday. a day in the life of working the polls!..and that's POLLS not POLES. people who work the poles dance naked and get money thrown at them. kinda like politcians. we dance when our numbers add up every hour. it's pretty hot.
So yeah. as a chief officer of election it was an intersting day. me being awake and coherent at 3:30 am will always start off as an interesting day, to say the least. There was so much media buzz, I wasn't sure what to expect b/c well the media tells as much truth as a guy you meet at a bar.
Some quick background: been an officer of election for 4 years nows. my first election was 4 years ago as a regular ol' OE. and I was promoted through the ranks over the years and have been chief now for about 2 years. I wasn't a poli-sci major, but I've always been a civic dork, and I had some awesome role models like my fraternal grandparents working as OEs and my mom being not only an OE, but prez of her chapter of the league of women voters. the COE is a paid positon, but I would gladly do it for free. I have some amazing coworkers. Not just the fellow OEs in my precint, but the regsistar, his assistant and the electoral board. The city I work in is wicked small compared to the surrounding regions. we only have about 15,500 registerd voters, as opposed to say arlington with about, 300,000.
So considering I was living off of less than 6 hours of sleep- I didn't get to sleep till close to 10 PM and I woke up at 3:30 am. why did I go to bed so late? b/c I deceided to make cookies at oooh 8:45 at night. smart, I know. and well, my smoke alarm kept going off and I had to beat it with a broom in order to get it to stop. b/c that's how you get things to stop- beat it with a broom. just like my italian ancestors did.
Anyhoo.
So lemme do some Q and A to break it down:
Q: How long were the lines?
A: the longest we had were about 90 minutes. and after noon, the longest lines we had were about 10 minutes. ya know how the naacp and douglas wilder wanted to extend polling hours an extra 2-3 hours? yeah, well, from 5-7 we had 71 ppl vote. the police showed up at 7 ready to barricade the doors and work crowd control. now, I wouldn't mind these handsome officers using their hand cuffs on me...but here was not a soul in the precint at 7 PM.
Q: what was your turnout?
A: In person we had about 1373 out of a possible mm 2000. about 16% voted absentee (of a possible 2300 in our precinct).
Q: What was a highlight of the day?
A: Ooh so many. the red bull girls showing up right around the time I would normally hit the wall was like a sign from God. they should have been wearing wings- angels wings- instead of can shaped backpacks b/c these gals were heaven sent. Plus the overall good feel of it all. first time voters, returning voters. longtime voters who are like family. corny cheesy whatevs.
Q: Are there any side effects from working the long day?
A: well aside from gaining about 5 lbs from all the freaking amazing baked goods- holy crap my OEs could kick betty crockers ass!
Q: what was the most disapointing part of the day?
A: not being allowed to have the voter use the zoom ballot b/c it turns it into a butterfly ballot which makes it illegal- so we had soem old school magnifyer glass. AND not getting out in time to snag my free cup of coffee from starbucks, doughnut from krispy kreme, scoop of icecream from ben and jeryrs and I was also hearing rumors of burritos at chipotle! as the day grew on more rumors amounted. soon, they were giving away free babies at the hospital with the display of an "I voted" sticker. anyone pick up a bambino with you burrito?
Q: Any snafu's?
A: eh, yeah, but the risidual effect is minimal. everything has been taken care of, so it's all good.
I would talk about them, but it involes me typing more and using insider jargon and then typing more to explain what it all means. so let's just leave it at : it's all good.
Q:.so...what are soem perks? aside from that warm fuzzy feeling of doign your civc duty and your coworkers amazing baked goods (is that a euphanism?)
A: being a part of a somethign where in other countries peopel do not have the right, my coworekrs are amazing, inlcuding our registar who is. i ebliev the youngest in the commonwealth of virginia. it's just an overall awesoemness. I encourage all folks to participate if you can.
Q: Is it true that after one particuar proffesor told the whole calss to vote on tuesday and to make a difference and just came back from a gallery show opening which featured works from your class reacting to political events in the newspaper that she railed into you and gave you shit for working on tuesday and for missing class and couldn't understand why you couldn't leave for a few hours to attend class, even after you told her that it was illegal to leave b/c you're friggin chief.
A: yes, that is all true. apparantly she felt missing class was a horrible, irresponsible thing. I should have left my post and attended a lesson and demo on tempura paint and collage...b/c ya know, that's more important than manning a staff of 12 and making sure the votes of 2300 ppl are brought forth correctly. she can miss class for a religious holiday. but i guess b/c the presidnet is not a diety, I am not excused. ahh. the world of academia. what a lovely bubble it lives in.
I personally believe there should have been a ballott measure that says it is illegal to display christmas merchandise in stores before halloween. who the hell buys xmas deco before halloween?
And what am I doing to celebrate the end of this much anticipated event?... I'M GOING TO DISNEY WORLD!! seriously. I am. my family is heading down to the sunshine state for a long weekend to celebrate my mom's 60th b day.
oh and btw...it's a boy! well it will be. well ok it already is, er. ok my sister will have a baby boy on saint pat's day!
so I'm not going to post anything that has already been or is being said about the presidency and etc etc. I'm just going to go over yesterday. a day in the life of working the polls!..and that's POLLS not POLES. people who work the poles dance naked and get money thrown at them. kinda like politcians. we dance when our numbers add up every hour. it's pretty hot.
So yeah. as a chief officer of election it was an intersting day. me being awake and coherent at 3:30 am will always start off as an interesting day, to say the least. There was so much media buzz, I wasn't sure what to expect b/c well the media tells as much truth as a guy you meet at a bar.
Some quick background: been an officer of election for 4 years nows. my first election was 4 years ago as a regular ol' OE. and I was promoted through the ranks over the years and have been chief now for about 2 years. I wasn't a poli-sci major, but I've always been a civic dork, and I had some awesome role models like my fraternal grandparents working as OEs and my mom being not only an OE, but prez of her chapter of the league of women voters. the COE is a paid positon, but I would gladly do it for free. I have some amazing coworkers. Not just the fellow OEs in my precint, but the regsistar, his assistant and the electoral board. The city I work in is wicked small compared to the surrounding regions. we only have about 15,500 registerd voters, as opposed to say arlington with about, 300,000.
So considering I was living off of less than 6 hours of sleep- I didn't get to sleep till close to 10 PM and I woke up at 3:30 am. why did I go to bed so late? b/c I deceided to make cookies at oooh 8:45 at night. smart, I know. and well, my smoke alarm kept going off and I had to beat it with a broom in order to get it to stop. b/c that's how you get things to stop- beat it with a broom. just like my italian ancestors did.
Anyhoo.
So lemme do some Q and A to break it down:
Q: How long were the lines?
A: the longest we had were about 90 minutes. and after noon, the longest lines we had were about 10 minutes. ya know how the naacp and douglas wilder wanted to extend polling hours an extra 2-3 hours? yeah, well, from 5-7 we had 71 ppl vote. the police showed up at 7 ready to barricade the doors and work crowd control. now, I wouldn't mind these handsome officers using their hand cuffs on me...but here was not a soul in the precint at 7 PM.
Q: what was your turnout?
A: In person we had about 1373 out of a possible mm 2000. about 16% voted absentee (of a possible 2300 in our precinct).
Q: What was a highlight of the day?
A: Ooh so many. the red bull girls showing up right around the time I would normally hit the wall was like a sign from God. they should have been wearing wings- angels wings- instead of can shaped backpacks b/c these gals were heaven sent. Plus the overall good feel of it all. first time voters, returning voters. longtime voters who are like family. corny cheesy whatevs.
Q: Are there any side effects from working the long day?
A: well aside from gaining about 5 lbs from all the freaking amazing baked goods- holy crap my OEs could kick betty crockers ass!
Q: what was the most disapointing part of the day?
A: not being allowed to have the voter use the zoom ballot b/c it turns it into a butterfly ballot which makes it illegal- so we had soem old school magnifyer glass. AND not getting out in time to snag my free cup of coffee from starbucks, doughnut from krispy kreme, scoop of icecream from ben and jeryrs and I was also hearing rumors of burritos at chipotle! as the day grew on more rumors amounted. soon, they were giving away free babies at the hospital with the display of an "I voted" sticker. anyone pick up a bambino with you burrito?
Q: Any snafu's?
A: eh, yeah, but the risidual effect is minimal. everything has been taken care of, so it's all good.
I would talk about them, but it involes me typing more and using insider jargon and then typing more to explain what it all means. so let's just leave it at : it's all good.
Q:.so...what are soem perks? aside from that warm fuzzy feeling of doign your civc duty and your coworkers amazing baked goods (is that a euphanism?)
A: being a part of a somethign where in other countries peopel do not have the right, my coworekrs are amazing, inlcuding our registar who is. i ebliev the youngest in the commonwealth of virginia. it's just an overall awesoemness. I encourage all folks to participate if you can.
Q: Is it true that after one particuar proffesor told the whole calss to vote on tuesday and to make a difference and just came back from a gallery show opening which featured works from your class reacting to political events in the newspaper that she railed into you and gave you shit for working on tuesday and for missing class and couldn't understand why you couldn't leave for a few hours to attend class, even after you told her that it was illegal to leave b/c you're friggin chief.
A: yes, that is all true. apparantly she felt missing class was a horrible, irresponsible thing. I should have left my post and attended a lesson and demo on tempura paint and collage...b/c ya know, that's more important than manning a staff of 12 and making sure the votes of 2300 ppl are brought forth correctly. she can miss class for a religious holiday. but i guess b/c the presidnet is not a diety, I am not excused. ahh. the world of academia. what a lovely bubble it lives in.
I personally believe there should have been a ballott measure that says it is illegal to display christmas merchandise in stores before halloween. who the hell buys xmas deco before halloween?
And what am I doing to celebrate the end of this much anticipated event?... I'M GOING TO DISNEY WORLD!! seriously. I am. my family is heading down to the sunshine state for a long weekend to celebrate my mom's 60th b day.
oh and btw...it's a boy! well it will be. well ok it already is, er. ok my sister will have a baby boy on saint pat's day!
Big important announcement! Thursday the 23rd , you should all go see the Rosebuds at the black cat. b/c they're awesome and the tix are really affordable. b4 service fee its 12 bucks! for the rosebuds!! yes, I like 'em so much I am going to see them by myself if any of you peeps don't join me (insert italian catholic guilt trip here). so you should get your tickets TODAY. get your 3 buck draft of PBR and listen to some good music. be a hispter for the night.
So the whole practing waking up early bit...does it count if you didn't really go to bed last night? yes, ahh I'm back in the life of a student. pulling all nighters to write a 16 page midterm paper.
But I shall get some ZZzzs this afternoon b/c tonight at the red lounge for fatback dance par tay! which you should go to also. b/c if i fall asleep midst dance move, someone has to pick my ass up off the dance floor and throw me on the metro. orange line to the end baby.
also this weekend...diwali festival, scotts 30th b day, mousetrap, and err some other stuff. oh right, more midterms.
its a good thing i live a couple miles away from the university i'm attending. it esp. comes in handy when you put your midterm papers under the wrong office door. ...and then have to go back home print out another 18 pages, then slip it under the right door.
source: DCist
So the whole practing waking up early bit...does it count if you didn't really go to bed last night? yes, ahh I'm back in the life of a student. pulling all nighters to write a 16 page midterm paper.
But I shall get some ZZzzs this afternoon b/c tonight at the red lounge for fatback dance par tay! which you should go to also. b/c if i fall asleep midst dance move, someone has to pick my ass up off the dance floor and throw me on the metro. orange line to the end baby.
also this weekend...diwali festival, scotts 30th b day, mousetrap, and err some other stuff. oh right, more midterms.
its a good thing i live a couple miles away from the university i'm attending. it esp. comes in handy when you put your midterm papers under the wrong office door. ...and then have to go back home print out another 18 pages, then slip it under the right door.
source: DCist
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