The day is finally here. It’s
the day that you, America (‘merica!), get to decide what Electoral College will
decide on who the next president of the United States is. Will it be four-year national champion Barack
Obama and his trusty sidekick Joe Biden?
Or challenger Mitt Romney and his good ol’ companion Paul Ryan?
Do I sound facetious? Maybe
it’s because at this point I’m sick of hearing about it.
It’s bad enough to be on Facebook to see people who don’t really
understand the issues fully championing for their candidate blindly. I don’t watch TV at home, but every time I
pass one while at work or anywhere else, they are peppered with salty campaign
ads. In addition, I’ve gotten three
calls from my party just in case I suddenly decided to abandon them and two
calls from the other party just in case I have a major head injury and change
my mind and vote for them.
Before you ask, no, I haven’t voted yet. I plan to go after I finish this blog (aka
this cup of coffee). I obviously have a
candidate I want to win, but I just want the stupid mudslinging,
friend-and-family-dividing, TV-taking-over-ing campaign to be over.
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