Although still not using this blog as my political soapbox, I had to post this:
Apparently the McCain campaign put it out, but Obama folks are embracing it because instead of sending a negative message, it says over and over and over how fabulous Obama is. I see what they were trying to do, but oops!
The thing is, I like John McCain very much. I had the pleasure of meeting him twice (while doing the political internship in college) and he’s off-the-cuff hilarious, has good ideas and works to cross the political divide. I think it’s a shame if he doesn’t get the opportunity to be president, and with his age, this is probably his last shot. But I’m voting for Obama – I think he’s the better candidate. I remember watching him speak during the 2004 Democratic convention and thinking, “I hope he’s our president some day.”
I’m getting really tired of my hair, people. I think I’m going to cut it off soon. Well, not soon soon. I have to wait until after the weddings because you just can’t do many things with a chin-length bob the way you can do things with hair that comes down to your bra strap. But, yeah, it’s just getting to be too much. I’m not a fan of throwing hair up into the ‘I give up’ knot on top of my head, although it DOES happen. And I feel like when I straighten it – despite the super spray – it’s frying the hair. And, yeah. I’m just getting tired of messing with it. And I’m assuming I have enough to donate to Locks of Love, which is what I plan to do.
Quri and I are going to see Batman tonight, and she’s swearing up and down that she won’t be late, but she will. She’s always late, and I’m always early. We make for a very bad combo. She’s given me permission to fudge actual meeting times – you know, make it seem like it’s earlier, so that when she’s late, she’ll actually be on time. But I’d feel bad about lying to her and manipulating her, so we’re back at the beginning where she’s late and I’m early. Using a situation that happened with Quri, I can provide a very good example of my two most fatal flaws working in tandem: being too nice and not saying how I feel (ever). Once we had lunch plans on a weekend, and she was over an hour late. Yes, over an hour late. I sat at the restaurant and watched college basketball and tried to get a hold of her, but she wasn’t answering her cell phone. I didn’t want to leave the restaurant and leave her stuck, although that’s totally what I should have done. When she finally showed up, I gave no indication that I was frustrated/pissed off, and acted like everything was a-okay. This is why I’ll probably die of an aneurism when I’m 35 – I keep everything inside to the point that I’ll probably explode one day. Poof! There goes Allie!
I have this cup full of random questions, but I’ve never used it, so here goes (it’s a game for the car for long trips):
What was your favorite vacation, and what made it special?
When I was in college and everyone in my family had a job and couldn’t take a proper week of vacation (the boys and I had part-time summer jobs/internships that didn’t give vacation time), we took four days and went to Niagara Falls. While there, we were all of legal drinking and gambling age, so we spent a big chunk of time in the casinos and bar hopping, and on our last night, we all crammed into my parents hotel room (the kids had their own) where the men folk drank Molson XXX beer and smoked Cuban cigars, and my mom and I ordered a ridiculous amount of room service dessert.
What is the biggest risk you have ever taken?
Easy question! Moving to North Carolina sans job, place to live and friends.
What was your toughest subject in school?
That would be math. In high school I was in honors and AP everything, then remedial math. No joke. And in college I had to take all kinds of numbers classes to get my fancy little BS degree, and thanks to those numbers classes, I only graduated with honors from the j-school, not WVU in general. Boo. (although I did have above a 3.0)
Who is the worst boss you’ve ever had? Why?
Okay, so I’m not going to name names, but I had a boss who gave me no direction, no feedback, no goals, no objectives. I had no idea what he expected of me or what he wanted me to be doing. But he still managed to tell me (and nearly every other employee in the company) that I was doing it wrong. Which is why I (and nearly every other employee in the company) quit.
What was the most trouble you ever got into?
Ha! This blog has gotten me into some trouble…
Update! Quri was not only on time, but she was early! And Batman is a very, very good movie. Seeing Heath Ledger on screen, and remembering what a gifted actor he was, makes it all the more sad that he died.