I've never wanted a nickel so bad in my life.

Well, that's it - I've decided that I'm just going to sit here and cry until he's not president anymore. If that means crying for another four years, I'll just have to become a science exhibit and charge admission.

Have I mentioned that I've been up since 5? am? And really, awake since about 4am? That might perhaps have something to do with the above sentiment. "I'm tired" doesn't really cover it. Working the polls actually helped me avoid the barrage of election coverage all day, which is for the best; it was like hanging out in the boiler room during the big game. I couldn't have stood being on the field today, and even now, when the results are coming in, I sneak away from it and write melodramatic blog posts.

Kind of wandered away from that sports metaphors there. Sorry, champs. Barely functional right now.