what a day

Thank god for those two hours we get off to go vote. I think If I had to stay at work another second I would have exploded. I just couldn't deal with all the horrible talk all the guys around me were spewing from there mouths. All the negative talk on Prop 8 at work was making me loose my mind. It just made me realize that all these macho guys were protecting there ego's. There response to everything was machista, I couldn't help loose respect for them.

It's crazy, I guess when you surround yourself with people you forget that there are a lot of other people in the world. with much different circumstances and points of views. I completely thought we had that one in the bag, for moral reasons alone.

While I was riding my bike to the poll place I felt so good. I realized that TODAY we are making history. This day is going to be in every future history book. I had my sheet ready and couldn't wait, I felt progress in the air. As I turned the corner to discover my polling place, it was a church that besides today was infested with Yes on Prop 8 signs. As I entered the building I couldn't help feel discouraged.

that's when fear set in. I don't feel like were gonna win this one. All month I have seen those signs and I just figured it was common sense to not agree with them. It made me realize that there is tons of people that aren't aware of how important this really was. It kinda kills me that even my girlfriends mom voted yes. It made me wonder how many people out there don't think they are connected to the gay community. And if they did, would they change there mind, knowing that they are physically connected to a human being.

Hope still lingers.
-------------------------------------------------

-------------------------------------------------
On my bike ride to the bank. As I waited for my roommate outside A postal driver exited the post office across the street. His rear door wide open, A mail cart comes crashing out Almost cosing two accidents. The cart stayed in the middle of the road causing a major traffic jam. I saw all the cars driving around it and avoiding the situation instead of solving it, I decided to do it myself. I almost died crossing the major street with absolutely no cars stopping for me. I returned the cart to the office and As I waited to tell someone that there cart was returned, the woman came out and gave me the worst gaze. completely thinking I was trying to steal the Deam thing. I couldn't believe it! Why are we so untrustworthy?

Nothing ever works out I guess.
We can only hope for the best. & if not..resist