Political Tourettes Syndrome

So there's this election coming up. You should be aware of it, if not you should pull your head out of the sand and take notice because it's kind of a big deal around here. I've never really agreed with politics and rather than being passionate about a party I typically get passionate about the fact that there are only two real parties. Which infuriates me, because that's exactly what the United States was set up against.

Regardless, I'm not out to change politics (I have bigger fish to fry than a bunch of stuffy old men in suits) so I'll just have to shut my mouth and decide how I'm going to vote.

Now, being gay I am automatically drawn to the more liberal of the candidates in hopes of inciting change in the gay community. I would love to see more gay friendly legislature passed, and if a conservative soul is in office the chances of said documents becoming official are more than halved. But at the same time, I don't like most of the other views that Democrats these days are spewing. I don't want socialized medicine... It works in Canada because Canada is... Well, I don't know. But it works there and while I don't know all the proper terminology, I sincerely don't think it would work well here. Also, I don't agree what they want to do with the war.

My opinion on the war is this: Shit happens.

As for the Republicans... Me, being a business owner, knows that having a Republican in office isn't just good for business, it's GREAT.

Do I sacrifice my desire for change so that my desire for success can be fulfilled? Or do I risk myself financially just so that on the off-chance that gay friendly legislature is written and submitted it has a slightly better chance of being passed?

Decisions decisions.

Also, on top of all of this, I have a date tonight. After a dark dating history, this is my first time trying to get my dyke ass back on the horse. And believe me, this has not been an easy task -- there's a lot of me to move.

It's the second date, and I'm picking her up to bring her down to my town so we can hang out. Yeah, I'm more than a little nervous. I'm probably one of the most unusual lesbians on the face of this planet in the sense that I'm terrified of women. And we're talking petrified. It makes picking up women very very awkward. It usually ends up sounding something like this:

Attractive Girl: "Did you enjoy your meal?"
Me: "Guh... I like food."
Attractive Girl: "Um... You're total comes to 18.23."
Me: "I LIKE FOOD."
Attractive Girl: "...debit or credit?"
Me: "Do you like food? Cause I can pay for food."
Attractive Girl: "Could you leave please?"

It's like I have selective tourettes. Mortifying.

Wish me luck tonight.

~Alisa