Nervous Excitement!

I'm sitting at home, with NPR on the radio way too loud, eating Reece's ice cream straight from the carton, skipping my workout class, and tapping my foot like I'm trying to drill through the floor. The news is all good so far! (Knock on wood). I just got back from taking a fire test, went okay, but I'm not even thinking about that right now as the polls start to close on the East Coast. Charlie's panting like an idiot, maybe he's pulling for McCain. I'd be panting too if I were a Re-pub. Also, it smells like poop in here and I'm wondering which of the four creatures is guilty. There's a big fat cloud squatting over North Seattle. It's poured, hailed, sprinkled and lightninged (?). Maybe that's why the animals are going nuts. Or maybe they're reading my psycho vibes of nervousness and happiness over the early election results.