Tomorrow I will go to my friend's election party, leave by 8PM, and then go home and turn off my phone and binge watch Luke Cage.

I'm currently binge watching The Roosevelts: An Intimate History on Netflix because it's expiring on Thursday, which some of you already know because I'm shouting about my Eleanor Roosevelt feelings on Twitter.

Matt and I are voting at 7am tomorrow. I am actually going to be dressed in work clothes . It feels important.

Voting has always meant something to me. tomorrow feels like a big deal

Happy voting, Buffistas! Do this for everybody.

My parents have picked tomorrow, November 9th, to fly to Florida for a two week golfing holiday. They booked a while ago but apparently didn't really think it through. Though my dad admitted he's more worried about the Zika virus than anything else.

Their November golf holiday in the States has a long tradition though. My mum just told me just the other day that in 2004, people came up to them when they were in Georgia and apologised for the re-election of GWB. And in 2008, also in Georgia, different people apologised for the country electing a n*****. WTF?

God knows what will happen this time.

Off to vote...

...and done. #52 at my polling place, with about 200 still in line.

Good morning, Election Day! Voting accomplished. Long line but moved quickly. Now to get some work done before settling in with a drink to watch the results.

I cannot believe that in this meeting of technical writers, none of whom are early-career, that we've spent 10 minutes discussing strategies to get someone to review your content.

Can't vote until after work (I have to be there by 6:45, before the polls open, and it took until Sunday night to work my way through all the state & local propositions). Also can't leave work more than minimally early because concentration has been shot for the last month, so multiple giant bone-crushing deadlines are now looming. Am super anxious. No pantsuits, so will be wearing a big poofy dress with the VOTES FOR WOMEN/SUFFRAGE NOW sash from Halloween. Have lost pronouns. Am despair.

Also, confession of total pettiness: Slogging my way through the local propositions, I came upon one that sounded well-intentioned but possibly difficult, and various groups I respect equally disagree on it, and when I read through the statements in favor one of the co-signers was my cousin's dickbag ex-husband. So I'm voting no because if Dickbag is fer it I'm agin it.

I mean, not completely petty, because I do have actual reasons for voting no, but being able to flip Dickbag the bird in the voting booth is definitely a big huge bonus.

I hate that most propositions/amendments/questions/retentions automatically pass because people just vote Yes. It is discouraging to do all the research in vain. My MIL asked for my sample ballot, but she is in a different county. I gave it to her, but should look up her stuff. I am family research girl.

In encouraging news! This morning a friend posted one of those 'Under God' things about the pledge. I responded by saying I had nothing against God, but I didn't like hate based revision of a historical document. Linked to a Smithsonian article on the subject. She replied that she did not know the history and agreed with me!!! Wow, who knew there were still people that responded with reason to facts.

Love seeing all the I Voted notices and stories of long lines. Fair weather and smooth voting experience wishes for all.