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Incredible.)
7:29 AM, Monday,
January 19th, 2009:
<sitting
indian style on the ground waiting at lax to board my
flight to Denver>
25 1/2
hours left in that miserable bastard's
administration.
Actually, that's
the first time that occured to me, this entire week
I've been hopeful and excited, but I can't help but be
reminded of why it's so important for me to be there.
There's just no bigger event or shift in my life and I
want to show my support. Simple as that.
I should be pretty
beat. I've been fighting a cold (my first in 3 years
damnit) and I -- wait, some old dude, 60+, is
whistling "sweet child 'o' mine" right now. Christ...
I guess he was close to my age when that came out?
That was '89 right? Goddamn that messes with my head a
bit. Sorry. -- anyway I should be knocked out, but the
generosity of an old friend from highschool, Natalie
Salser, has gotten me so excited for tomorrow nothing
can stop me. Look what I got:
A freaking ticket.
I feel like Charlie Bucket right now. Ooh that's the
entry title. Heh, how's about this story:
Natalie and her
boyfriend had 2 tickets but Nat's a bit scared of
crowds. So all week I've been sending her pictures of
tear gas, big crowds, death, trampling - trying to get
her tickets. LMFAO - I'm so joking I've done none of
that. Hahahaha. But I did ask her that she let me know
if she decided it was too much. She was unsure but
once she got downtown to pick up the tickets on Friday
she said it was just so electric and she had to be a
part of it. She was gonna go. I completely understood.
I was actually happy for her.
Then they gave her
3 tickets instead of 2.
?!!??! And she
gave it to me. Holy shit. How, amazing. It's just so
nice of her. I pick it up tonight when I get into DC.
Oh shit, we're boarding.
9:12AM
<middle
seat, yes, I'm that asshole hogging the elbow room to
type on his laptop>
Just looking at
the ticket it hit me: I did it. I actually did this.
Again, I can't express how much I was NOT going to
attempt this. And I'm not even really sure what made
me just do it. I know the second I start searchin' for
flights on hotwire I'm the woman in the shoe store
that tried on a pair. She may not buy that pair, but
bitch be leavin' with some shoes. LOL. I'm just so
freaking excited. I am so thankful for my life at this
moment and the choices I've made to create this life I
just want everyone to do it. I feel like I have
this big secret to happiness and I just really want
others --
<look
at me all getting orange juice and water instead of
diet coke 'cause I'm all mature and
shit.>
--heh, want others
to do what they think they can't. I've asked a few
people why they're not going and they seemingly have
legitimate excuses. But... I bet you $1,000,000 that
if they went and came back they would think to
themselves: "Jesus, I cannot believe I wasn't
going to go...". It always works out like that.
Anyway, I'm just excited and have no one to talk to.
Bad reason to make you guys listen. :-) More soon.
I kinda wish I had
gotten the Diet Coke. LMAO.
10:38PM
<media
room at the latina ball, being a nerd and updating my
site>
Mr. Party Animal.
Some of the more smokin' women I've ever seen dressed
to the 9's and I'm in the media room updating The
Journey. So I'm at the Latino Innaugural Ball and just
ran into Geraldo Rivera. Heh:
The
guy is never gonna live the vault down.
Not if I have anything to do with it. At
10 years old I was so freaking excited
about that event and bought into every
second of that hype. Begged my mom to stay
up even though within the first couple
hours it was clear it was quite a mistake.
LOL. She finally made me go to bed and I
was CERTAIN there would be something in
that bitch. Nothing. Ahh well, he's a
badass for keepin' the career goin' 25
years later.
Except
for the ridiculous giving away troop
locations fiasco a few years back - he's
alright I guess. Can't shake the used car
salesman feeling though.
This is where
I was supposed to meet up with Linda, but she's
stuck at the Hip-Hop ball which is far more exciting
than this. I'm just stoked about the wifi and ability
to plug in here at the media room. I got some food,
some Corona (of course) and will stay here until
around midnight at which point I put my stuff at
Linda's Aunt's house, crash for maybe an hour or two
and head back down to start the long wait in the
freezing cold. It's in the low 20s with windchill.
Thankfully I stole one of the blankets from
United and will be pretty wrapped up around my neck
and head. Quite the adventure.
Now, before this I
took a taxi to Natalie and Jeff's house and man - I'm
just so grateful I can't even begin to say it. I
certainly do have the Golden Ticket:
It will allow me
to be 250,000 people ahead of the unticketed peeps -
but even more than that... what a cool thing to frame
right? By the way that pic is in the media room in the
Hall of the Americas or some shit? I have no idea
where I am, I'm spinning. But I just noticed the
carving on the chair behind me and it looks cool.
:-)
Natalie really
could've given this ticket to anyone and she was so
sweet to give it to me. it really felt like she just
wanted to help support The Journey and give me the
best shot at covering it. Just so awesome. Natalie,
can't thank you enough. And btw - your apartment is
gorgeous. Sky-rise with that view? Whew. You win at
life right now. :-) Thank you thank you thank
you.
As well to Linda
who arranged this ball and now the Youth ball tomorrow
night which seems fairly certain to be one Obama will
attend. She's such a hard-working producer and just...
DOES IT. You know? Like that's the key with being
a producer - hustle. And she's always doin' it.
Knowing that she was stopping here on her way to India
was really the last piece for me to jump 'cause I knew
if anyone could pull somethin' off she
could.
Alright
I'm super-ass tired, but I got the Golden
Ticket man. I'm so excited for the next 15
hours I can't even express it! I've
never been around this many happy people
man. Everyone looks at everyone else and
knows EXACTLY why we're trekking around in
the freezing cold. History is happening.
And it has never been more evident than
right now. You won't be one of those
people in 20 years that caught onto
something that later became a milestone...
this is clear. This is right now. And it
feels absolutely electric.
Last entry
under the Bush Administration. Wow. Love
it.
