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i like cheap options

Since we’re moving in a few months, I’m looking all over the place to save on utilities. Keeping warm by lighting the amount of junk mail I get every day on fire? SOLD. Sorry about burning 4109 fliers with your face on it in the last week, Johnny Mac.

A place I know I really want to save money, based on the crappy service providers we have around the area where I live and plan on living, is cable. If I could find some kind of cable TV bundles where I could save money, still get all the awesome channels, and not have to deal with a company that has extremely horrible customer service and doesn’t show up when they’re supposed to be there for service calls? Winning situation!

When I moved into this place, the only cable tv bundle they could offer involved some type of phone, cable, and internet package and probably involved some type of free farm animal at the time. I can’t remember, because their installation folks failed miserably and I ended up canceling half the plan.

Now we’re thinking about other options – mainly things like satellite TV or even involving DSL in some fashion. I know it’ll all boil down to where we end up moving, but sometimes I get over anxious about how every single detail is going to work out once I get to a new place, so I need answers, you know. NOW NOW NOW.

my 2008 voting day: yes we did

I meant to post all this yesterday, but I got too wrapped up in, you know, that election thing.

I wanted to vote before work and since I go in at 9:00, we figured it was easy enough to go right when the polls open at 7:00 a.m. I’m not a morning person, so by the time I got finished stomping around all crabby, it was about 7:15 when we left the house. The General, The Boy, and I walked down to Painters Park, which is less than a block from the apartment.

Our neighborhood? Fans of Obama. It’s kind of why I like it here so much. We got to the park and noticed the line was coming out the door, down the entire block, and halfway around the corner. I was irritated. Until I remembered how awesome it was that many people in my neighborhood wanted a voice in this election.

It looked like there were about 150 people in front of us. With my job, I’ve been talking to a lot of people involved in the election process, so I knew they’d send us through as quickly as they could. But STILL! That’s a lot of people and I was standing outside in Grown Up Lady Business Clothes. The line actually went pretty quick.

The General was registered in St. Paul, so we filled out some paperwork that would met me be an Official Voter Registration VOUCHER. Some nice people in a station wagon brought free coffee around for everyone waiting outside. The Boy and I talked about Super Mario Brothers strategies and swapped levels on and off. And soon enough, we were inside.

Hennepin County (and Dakota County for that matter) does a great job of not cramming a ton of people into the actual voting area. I started filling in my ovals before I even got into the booth-area. Using my hand as something sturdy, I colored in that circle next to Obama so fast there may have been enough friction to start a fire.

Then I went to work and sat and waited. Sure, I was able to find some people a job or two and all that good stuff, but man, I never so badly wanted to get home and turn on MSNBC in all of my life. And then I found out The General had printed out a map for me to color, meaning I would A) stay awake and not fall asleep on the couch and B) be a little more involved in tracking the electoral vote process. Win, win! Of course I had to have on my lucky shirt:

And then you know what happened?

Seriously, good job America. Most of you anyway. And the rest of you (that at least voted)? Embrace it and don’t be bitter for the next for years! If you didn’t vote? I probably don’t like you and don’t want to talk to you about anything except chips and Harry Potter books.