John Kerry is a centaur!

I got up at 6:34 this morning in the hopes that my dad and I could beat the crowd and vote quickly in a mad dash. Unfortunately, I unwittingly transmittted this scheme via telepathy to everyone in the world, so when we arrived at the polls at 6:51, all of them had decided to vote in my district. Your guess is as good as mine as to why; most of them aren't even registered there. So we waited for about... forever, when suddenly, a voice called out, "11th Ward voters can form a new line here!" Luckily, my dad and I were joined by only about 10 other people from the 11th, so it was a cinch from there. And yeah, I totally voted for Bush. I'm not gonna rag on anyone who didn't, though, unless your name is Kevin Clutson. Kevin, you idiot!
I felt really good for having participated, but I felt somewhat out of place, as I was probably the youngest person there, by at least 9 or 10 years; but I kept figuring that that was because it was so early, and not because people my age weren't gonna turn out. Having accomplished my mission, I went back to sleep. At my house, I mean.
Aside from that, I've played a good deal of Rome: Total War and as of this moment have conquered the entirety of Northern Italy, as well as Southeastern Gaul. I'll show those Gauls who's boss...
Anyway, I'm out. You can lead a man to reason, but you can't make him think.

Love, Ian