wedge of lime

I AM CRYING, I AM SO HAPPY, WE DID IT.

I am so proud of my friends/family who stepped up to canvass in Philly/Pennsylvania, donated to the campaign, or donated their time to register voters and work polls. Just look at the impact! Ohio! New Hampshire! Iowa! New Mexico! This is history in the making, my friends, beautiful, beautiful history.

Hi there! And welcome to my little wedge of lime. I tried to be witty with the title and obviously failed, so expect the name of this blog to change in the near future (like tomorrow). So just a few words of introduction: my name is Laura though I often spell it 'lora.' I'm pretty sure it all started as a lame attempt to come off as original or something, but now it's just fallen into habit. I guess I should be kind of happy that I'm not named after a piece of fruit, a borough, or a greek deity like so many of those other hipster babiez out there. Better yet, I'm sure as hell glad my parents didn't name me after a whack prezzy ticket-- you know, like Sarah McCain Palin . Now, if I was named Barack... well, that would be an entirely different story. Like a completely awesome one.

[ Somewhere out there, there's a little girl named Sophia who spells her name Sofia. Or an Eric who prefers being Erik. It's what happens when you're born with one of the top 25 most popular names of the 1980's . Or a superiority complex. ]

Anyway, that's me. I have a million other spaces on the interweb but this is my latest one. I'm a big fan of noodles, used to game (rpgs only, kthx), and I obsess over fonts. My RSS feeds read like one big mess: part geek, part rapid design fan, part wannabe fashionista, yuppie, booksnob, homebody. I bake. I don't can't cook. But I eat. A lot. In my spare time, I Craigslist for furniture and free stuff I don't need-- and yes, I just used a proper name as a verb. Rules-- yeah, those things don't apply to me. Because I'm superior awesome.