I’m listening to NPR election coverage and they are calling their TN coverage guy and he’s at Beyond the Edge, which is like a sports bar near me. Weird.

The election is giving me heart palpitations. Fuck you, Connecticut. But go Ohio!!! Go Indiana! Kentucky! And Pennsylvania YES!! YES!!! Tennessee, man, I just, ugh! It’s too close for me to yet feel resigned and man I’m sort of hoping for a recount, though after the fiasco for the WA State governor a few years ago, I’m not sure I can survive that. No. 1 passed, which is dissapointing, but I’m holding out (a probably vain) hope for the Senate election.

K made me eggrolls for dinner. From scratch. Man, why is there no good Chinese food in Nashville? Also is anyone better than K? I think not. She’s my rock.

As it happens the neighbors, the Mole people, didn’t move out and get replaced by frat boys as we suspected. It’s still them they are just suddenly unbelievably loud and obnoxious for the first time 6 months. Maybe they’ve replaced by pod people. Also I hate them still.

Seattle peeps, I am coming home for the holidays, hopefully I’ll be there long enough to see everyone, but maybe we can plan a group dinner or something, like the 29th or something? We can go out, or I can host something at my folks, if people don’t mind driving out to the Eastside.

Also in my worst moments of homesickness I’ve cursed every last one of you (though not individually) for not sending me a care package or northwest-y things. Where is my smoked salmon? Okay, admittedly this won’t really work because what I really want is food that can’t exactly be sent. But I would settle for smoked salmon and Dilletante chocolates.