night of all nights

When I was sitting at home with my parents watching the tv, I was pretty much shaking with nervous energy. I had homework to do last night--how insane is that? I couldn't concentrate on anything, of course, other than the election--I had a state-by-state map up on my computer & NPR on in the background, I was texting with Leeann & gmail-chatting with Perez, who was at rehearsal, sharing numbers: "207!" We were both being all afraid about assumptions--I got so nervous, I know they call it on good math, I know they know what they're doing, but what if they're wrong? Don't get my hopes up-- & then they called it. They called the whole thing for Obama--the president-elect, Barack Obama.

(I sent: "YES YES YES YES YES FUCKING YESSSSSSS," to which Perez replied: "rehearsal just fell to shambles."
( let me tell you about the wildness of Seattle's joy )

I got very little sleep last night, & I was in class on time this morning. My throat is hoarse with screaming for joy. & I am still--still! gloriously happy. I believe.