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Del.icio.us Daily Digest for 11-5-2008
Nov. 5th, 2008 10:30 am
A grim-faced Michael is waiting at the gate when Lorne steps through. He takes one look at Michael's face, sees the situation reflected there, and sighs.
Elizabeth isn't going to like this.
"How bad?" he asks.
They go to bed early, November 3 - John's working the polls next morning at 6am, and Rodney's driving old people to vote, a situation that is so completely insane Rodney hasn't stopped talking about it ever since the twenty-year old "flibberdigibbit" (Rodney's term) accosted him outside the bakery on an otherwise nondescript Thursday and persuaded him to volunteer for the Democratic party. "If you don't," she'd said, eyes wide, "it'll be clear you just hate . . . everything."