Yesterday afternoon, I planned on posting a picture of myself wearing my America Is Scary tshirt with my little "I Voted!" sticker prominently displayed, but Sprint apparently hates me and will no longer allow me to upload pictures from my camera phone. Then I planned to tell you all about the R.E.M. show I saw Monday night, which was awesome. (Michael Stipe is about 25 kinds of sexy, people. I was seriously heterosexual for the duration of that concert. But Queer + Queer does not equal Straight so it really doesn't matter.)
But not even sexy Michael Stipe and his sexy, sexy dancing can keep me from being utterly depressed about last night's election results. Eleven states voted to ban something that barely even fucking exists. I have no words. I feel like crying, except I am a cold hearted bitch ass mofo, who doesn't believe in crying.
edited to add picture, even though it's not as fun as it would have been yesterday:
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