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I was thinking of something really eloquent to say. About this election, about Obama, about my mixed feelings of incredible joy at the overwhelming Democratic victory and crushing despair at the evident pass of Prop 102 here in Arizona, the sheer strangeness of having hope at all when the last eight years have made me from a naive girl into a very cynical woman, and about my flickerings of new resolve.

But I apparently don't think well when tipsy. Mom and I had a drink to celebrate. We got some Cosmopolitan mix out of the freezer, got down the martini glasses, and had a toast.

(The glasses are cobalt blue. I think that's an amusing bit of serendipity.)

We toasted President Obama and the next four years. And I'm a damned lightweight and I'm already feeling a little woozy and drunk, so the most eloquent thing I think I can say is:

Yes.



the bit about the creepy gender definition amendment thing is gone, upon levade's observation that. it's. probably satire. XD OPTIMISM HAS NOTABLY INCREASED.