Christmas is always a good one. I love it. I love every Carol of the Bells and wrapping paper filled moment. And being selfish inevitably means I enjoy the presents.
My birthday: Again with the presents and the love and being a wino inevitably means I enjoy the (many) free drinks.
While I enjoy pointing out my general weird traits like ice chewing and listening to ABBA, I am reluctant to mention how much I enjoy days like today. No matter how cloudy or gray, the anticipation of today is always lurking and well, it’s just odd. But here goes: Election Day. I fucking love Election Day. Ok, so today is Primary Day, but I still love it.
I’m less than inclined to hop upon a soapbox and give a lecture on the importance of voting and democracy. But will instead say that it’s the anticipation of what will happen and what can happen that drives me to enjoy it so much. Those who know me in real life know why I feel so strongly about it but this isn’t “real life” or a place for me to divulge all, so I’ll leave it at that.
Besides, the excitement and eagerness for an even numbered year makes me seem less selfish, as it isn't just all about me. The first Tuesday in November arrives and my heart pumps with giddiness. For once I look forward to a day in which I really am clueless as to how it will end* and it’s a day that is most certainly not about buying me things. While I know that I enjoy my freedom and stickers that proudly say ‘I voted’, several other million people enjoy the same. It’s a day without presents and yet there is fanfare and joy (and sorrow. But let’s be optimistic here, kids) and awaiting the end. Emotions fluctuate and sometimes there are tears but either way Election Day always drives me to want to do better.
Of course all of this is preemptive optimism and come November 8th I might be the most miserable person on the planet. I might even be forced to use the ‘F’ word more than usual. Think optimism and blue, kids.
*Election Day 2004 will always be my favorite. I got to Peg’s hotel room at 4 AM and proceeded to scream, cry and throw things and then scream some more. Picture me livid. Now multiply that by 147 and the square root of 25. I think pissed is the word that we're looking for here.