The other day, I finally got my free Obama button from Moveon.org. Not like . . ."Free Obama," like he's being held captive somewhere, but an Obama button that I got for FREE for doing . . . something, I'm not sure what.
I put it right next to the Dwight bobblehead, which started a conversation about whether or not Dwight was a Republican. At first I thought, oh, hell yes, he is, but now I'm not so sure. I think he would like the whole "get the evil-doers" angle, but I don't see Dwight supporting any traditional candidate. Even though John McCain tried to make Dwight his running mate at first. And, you know, even though he's fictional and all, I think he might have made a better possible Assistant (to the) President than someone else who shall remain nameless. I mean, McCain only picked Dwight to shamelessly pander to the youth vote, which . . . HEY, that's sort of why he picked what's-her-face! Only replace youth vote with vagina vote! OK, I'm done.
Ahem. SPEAKING of Dwight, did you guys know this little show called . . . um . . . THE OFFICE, starts tonight? BECAUSE IT DOES AND I AM EXCITED. Is it just me or is this the longest week ever? I think it's just me. Plus, I say it's the longest week ever every week, even weeks when I only have to work four days on account of something awesome like Columbus Day which IN FACT is coming up in a couple of weeks so yay and also look for me to start complaining about having to squeeze five days worth of work into four oh my god Jennie breathe.
I think the reason this week went so slowly is because I spent most of Tuesday wishing it was 5, so I could leave work and head down to Newport with Joe to see STARS. Yay, Stars! They played with Bell X1, who I had never heard of, which is crazy because A) they had a song on The O.C. and B) they have delicious, Irish accents. Anyway, the show was amazing, and Stars was really entertaining, mostly because the lady singer (I know I could look up her name on Wackopedia, but I don't feel like it, so I'll call her Lorraine) . . . anyway, Lorraine had to be on drugs of some kind, and I don't know what, but I want some. She spent most of the first song bent over her guitar and walking all slow motiony in a circle. And later, she was . . . dancing (?) and holding her hands up in front of her face like she was blocking evil mind rays. Or maybe she was just being blinded by all the flashing lights on stage because I KNOW I WAS. Whatever, being able to see doesn't stop me from running into things and falling down, so I don't think I needed my eyes anyway.