okay, i love Obama as much as your average upper middle class left-wing arugula-eating democrat from Chicago. i think he's just the bees knees. but a nobel peace prize!?! he hasn't even done anything yet! if there was a nobel prize for potential, sure, give it to the man, but...really!?! what will we do when he actually achieves world peace!?
on another note, our refrigerator was broken but now it's fixed, so we got to go shopping at the shuk! 
somehow i woke up thinking yesterday would already be radically different after such a phenomenal tuesday. that ended up making me mostly grumpy, since it ended up being just a wednesday. but today does feel different. after lots of door-knocking, phone-calling, e-mail sending, and impulsive donation-making, my favorite presidential candidate ever made some serious history. i cried like a pitiful freak on tuesday night (which by the time he came out to the massive crowds in Grant Park, was actually wednesday morning). i sobbed for ten minutes straight, just letting the pride and wonder and shock and gratitude and relief and satisfaction wash over me. now i've cried on election night before. but not like this. it was some serious ugly cry. he better be worth it.
