By this time tomorrow, I'll have voted for Barack Obama.
Letting that sink in for a moment....
Like last time, I'm terrified--terrified that, even though local dem activist and artist Mary Vollero got our county to switch back to paper ballots and dump the electronic voting machines we had last time--I'm still terrified that somehow my vote won't be counted. Or worse--that it will be switched to McFossil-Failin'. Either by some error of my own, or by someone (or someones) seeing to it that dem votes are switched.
Am I paranoid? Is it paranoia when someone really IS watching you? When the last two elections have been stolen?
When I go to the polls now, ever since 2000, I instantly become a frightened child, eyes wide as saucers, looking around to make sure I'm at the right place and in the right line. I feel like I'm in enemy territory, a intimidating place where I have to make sure that my marks on the ballot are exactly right--no coloring outside the lines, no half-bubbles, no mis-aligned cards, no hanging chads, no auto-switched vote.
I hate feeling like this. I know it's going to be even worse than last time, in 2006. I'm having to vote at a new place since I moved, and so I'm going to spend a little time after work today making sure I know exactly where to go. I am pretty sure I'm going to use at least two of my final eight vacation hours remaining in order to reduce my anxiety about going, standing in line, etc. Then I'll come back here and tell you how it goes.
How are you feeling today?