i'm glad i can't vote in massachusetts -- hell, i don't really know where it is on a map.
but i do know that i've been hearing a lot of hubub about the Martha Coakley flop on Tuesday, and quite frankly, i'm not too worried. the supposed "super majority" that Dems had in the Senate really wasn't doing much good on healthcare reform anyhow (oh hey, public option...apparently you don't exist anymore) and not every Democrat is going to vote down party lines anyhow...effing Lieberman.
regardless, Coakley just sucked it up big time. she thought she had it in the bag, but when you suck at running a campaign and assume that people are going to vote for a Democrat because it's Massachusetts you have another thing coming. you're not Ted Kennedy. the end.
and really, Republicans are more pissed off nowadays about life in general. and you know what pissed off people do? vote. i feel like Democrats are just disheartened at this point...at least this one is.
Gail Collins continues to wittily (a word? i'm not sure, but i'm using it) come through in her analysis of the situation:
"True, she [Coakley] seemed to have the public persona of a flounder. But if warmth and charisma were a requisite for being in the Senate, three-quarters of the members would have to go home immediately. A body where Arlen Specter can be courted by both parties is not a place that puts much premium on personal charm".
Read the whole article. It proves just how ridiculous politics is...
Why am I getting myself into this mess, again? I'm not sure. Maybe so I can guarantee that I won't marry someone in politics.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
screw Sarah button
things lately just have not been going my way. it's becoming typical nowadays for things to go slightly wrong, for things to not go according to plan. it's beginning to get a little old.
i'm still dealing with my stolen wallet - bank debacle which will be done tomorrow (i hope). i had to close my old bank account and open a new one, but the electronic payments that take 3-5 business days to go through to my old account now don't have any funds...because the account is closed. it's a pain in my arse.
also, things were gliding along smoothly with my UMBC grad application -- my recs had already sent me their letters and i was ready to roll. come to find out, if they do a paper rec they need another form. piss. so, i had to email them again and ask them to submit the rec online. i'm now praying that they are able to do it in the next 12 days. or else, i'm SOL for UMBC. if it gets done, i'm absolutely sending them flowers. no question.
my friend steve (ok, sweater vest steve to my family) says that sometimes he thinks that God has a "Screw Steve" button that he likes to tap on ocassion. if that is the case, it seems as though His finger's been pressed a little too hard on the "Screw Sarah" button for the last month or so.
but now we wait for grad school. and (i guess) another part of life to start.
i'm still dealing with my stolen wallet - bank debacle which will be done tomorrow (i hope). i had to close my old bank account and open a new one, but the electronic payments that take 3-5 business days to go through to my old account now don't have any funds...because the account is closed. it's a pain in my arse.
also, things were gliding along smoothly with my UMBC grad application -- my recs had already sent me their letters and i was ready to roll. come to find out, if they do a paper rec they need another form. piss. so, i had to email them again and ask them to submit the rec online. i'm now praying that they are able to do it in the next 12 days. or else, i'm SOL for UMBC. if it gets done, i'm absolutely sending them flowers. no question.
my friend steve (ok, sweater vest steve to my family) says that sometimes he thinks that God has a "Screw Steve" button that he likes to tap on ocassion. if that is the case, it seems as though His finger's been pressed a little too hard on the "Screw Sarah" button for the last month or so.
but now we wait for grad school. and (i guess) another part of life to start.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
utili-mattress (and other things learned in 2009)
too much has gone on in 2009, quite frankly. because i don't make resolutions in any far-reaching way, a short list of things i've learned (both the easy way and the hard way) will suffice. otherwise, we'd all be here for years. and i'm not THAT interesting.
- moving sucks. after moving 4 times this year, it doesn't get any more streamlined. as you all know from my ikea-related posts, creating a small life for myself has come with many hours packing and unpacking cars (both the jeep i drove for a bit and blue steel), asking friends and relatives for their trucks, and trying to buy only the necessities for living. (a relative fail given the 30-odd candles i've acquired from another ikea blackout).
- bars tend to be my natural habitat. yes, douchebags abound in every region of the country (it's not just the south, although you might think it from my posts), in every bar in this country, but i am a person enlivened by people in bars being merry and dancing foolishly. and no mom, i don't go out every weekend and get hammered, i go out to dance, observe, and laugh. and get better practice at talking to strangers.
- an air mattress as the only piece of furniture gives me even less motivation to make the bed. my utili-mattress is coffee table, chaise lounge, couch, and dining room chair. i'm always on it when i'm at my apartment, so i might as well be surrounded by blankets. soon and very soon the utili-mattress which catch on like wildfire and the furniture industry will take a huge hit. my prediction for 2010.
- if you are genuine, work hard, and make people smile your life will be even more blessed than you imagine. after moving across the country and coming back for the Weakley Holiday party, i wasn't expecting too many people to show up or care about what i'm up to. it, though, was a huge success, with people coming out of the woodwork and being genuinely happy to see me. i attribute this to 1.) the copious amounts of alcohol and 2.) Andy and I's uncanny ability as a twin team to make people laugh and throw a damn good party. if you are good, others will be good to you. i could give you many more examples of this, but i'll refrain.
- i want to spend my life getting paid to have an opinion. this, i suppose, is why Public Policy/Public Administration is so appealing to me: i want to analyze programs, figure out why they suck (or don't suck) and hopefully have someone high up (Congressmen) listen to me. a big dream -- but hey, dare to dream.
- friends matter. new ones, old ones, and ones you haven't seen in a long time. i tried this year to invest my time, energy, and thoughts cultivating and growing friendships. friends of all types saved me in my saddest and loneliest times. nothing matters more.
- money alone will not make you happy. ever.
- to take bigger and scarier risks. yep, not everything has worked out. but the sheer personal contentment i've gained by listening to my gut has paid off. and i think it always will.
- call your family. they're not going anywhere, and once i got past the teenage angst and pretentiousness the whole clan is pretty cool.
- don't open a Washington Bank of America account and move across the country.
- study for standardized tests (unless you're Andrew Smith)
- go ahead, have another beer. it won't kill you.
- moving sucks. after moving 4 times this year, it doesn't get any more streamlined. as you all know from my ikea-related posts, creating a small life for myself has come with many hours packing and unpacking cars (both the jeep i drove for a bit and blue steel), asking friends and relatives for their trucks, and trying to buy only the necessities for living. (a relative fail given the 30-odd candles i've acquired from another ikea blackout).
- bars tend to be my natural habitat. yes, douchebags abound in every region of the country (it's not just the south, although you might think it from my posts), in every bar in this country, but i am a person enlivened by people in bars being merry and dancing foolishly. and no mom, i don't go out every weekend and get hammered, i go out to dance, observe, and laugh. and get better practice at talking to strangers.
- an air mattress as the only piece of furniture gives me even less motivation to make the bed. my utili-mattress is coffee table, chaise lounge, couch, and dining room chair. i'm always on it when i'm at my apartment, so i might as well be surrounded by blankets. soon and very soon the utili-mattress which catch on like wildfire and the furniture industry will take a huge hit. my prediction for 2010.
- if you are genuine, work hard, and make people smile your life will be even more blessed than you imagine. after moving across the country and coming back for the Weakley Holiday party, i wasn't expecting too many people to show up or care about what i'm up to. it, though, was a huge success, with people coming out of the woodwork and being genuinely happy to see me. i attribute this to 1.) the copious amounts of alcohol and 2.) Andy and I's uncanny ability as a twin team to make people laugh and throw a damn good party. if you are good, others will be good to you. i could give you many more examples of this, but i'll refrain.
- i want to spend my life getting paid to have an opinion. this, i suppose, is why Public Policy/Public Administration is so appealing to me: i want to analyze programs, figure out why they suck (or don't suck) and hopefully have someone high up (Congressmen) listen to me. a big dream -- but hey, dare to dream.
- friends matter. new ones, old ones, and ones you haven't seen in a long time. i tried this year to invest my time, energy, and thoughts cultivating and growing friendships. friends of all types saved me in my saddest and loneliest times. nothing matters more.
- money alone will not make you happy. ever.
- to take bigger and scarier risks. yep, not everything has worked out. but the sheer personal contentment i've gained by listening to my gut has paid off. and i think it always will.
- call your family. they're not going anywhere, and once i got past the teenage angst and pretentiousness the whole clan is pretty cool.
- don't open a Washington Bank of America account and move across the country.
- study for standardized tests (unless you're Andrew Smith)
- go ahead, have another beer. it won't kill you.
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