Vote, Vote, Vote

I wanted to make sure and do my good deed for the day. If you've happened upon my blog by accident, please stop reading now and go vote if you're qualified. There's really nothing here that won't turn your brain into soup anyway. For all others that read my blog regularly, thanks for voting except those of you who aren't registered...and you know who you are. I'm voting when I pick up the girls from school. Two reasons: 1) I think my children should observe democracy in progress. 2) The polling location is next to the school. Mostly the 2nd, but..you know.
I'm excited about class tonight. I'm turning in my rough draft. Of course, I'm totally paranoid that she has some psychological secret and will know that my "Dream Diary" is totally concocted. I'm not sure that it's legal to put my real dreams in print. You know..being the bible belt and all. That's not the reason I'm excited though. I'm excited because I'm sure we will only be there about 45 minutes considering it's election night. And considering she never keeps us more than an hour and a half anyway. I guess I better run and dream up a few more dreams. I only need 3 pages.