Whenever I feel too lazy/tired/busy to go vote, I remember what my seventh-grade social studies teacher always said: If you don't vote, you don't get to complain. I really, really, really like to complain. Obviously, I don't apply this rule to American Idol, since I've never voted and I complain about the results constantly, even the results from 2002. (Clay Aiken was robbed!)
Anyway. With the threat of a complaint-free future motivating me, I decided to go vote. Even though it was 35 degrees and pouring rain, and even though WCK was a little, um, resistant to putting her shoes on, and we still had to try to get to a morning music class after the voting, I'm happy to say that we made it to the polls. A nice man gave WCK an extra American flag sticker, all went well, and we were actually early for music class for a change. God bless America.
I'm so happy that I get to complain now.