Truly amazing, that's all I can say. (Well, I could say a lot more, but there's plenty of Obama coverage on every newspaper and TV station around the world, so I'll refrain.) But, wow, going to work was hard for me yesterday. I powered through, fueled by sugar-free Red Bulls and a renewed hope in the future of democracy. And then I went to a work dinner at a surreally sceney Stockholm media hotspot, after which I awoke in the middle of the night in a panic because I dreamt that "something bad" had happened to Obama.
So today I have a spooky pair of hollows under my eyes, and wow, it was hard going to work. But I powered through, fueled by sugar-free Red Bulls and a renewed hope in the future of democracy. Sheesh. Here's hoping election day doesn't turn into Groundhog Day.

2 comments:
Maybe I should start using Obama as an excuse for the spooky pair of hollows under my eyes.
Yeah, but no one who knows you will believe it's anything other than the crack.
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