Tuttle Votes and Plays Guitar Hero 2!!!
So I wasn't on the registration roll at the table for my ward/precinct. I had to do a "Provisional Ballot". I HAD to use a touch screen. I voiced my opinion in a big and booming way. It was in a gymnasium. The judge at the table rolled the pen tightly against the table.
"Provisional Ballots", "Touch Screens". Well, I really hope it counted or else I'm gonna have to get all Oaxaca on shit.
Oh yea, when I was held up at gunpoint, he had the barrell right at my heart, touching my chest. It wasn't tight against, nor was it shaking. Maybe because it was fake, maybe because he had done it enough before to not be nervous.
Couple days later, when I was alone for the first time, I couldn't walk the streets without getting a full adrenaline rush and doubling my area or personal space. It was intense for a day, but seems to have worn itself down a little. But still, it that was any form of post-traumatic stress, then I can't imagine what it must be like for someone in the military or to live in a warzone or sufferers of trauma worse. I didn't suffer trauma, just some stressful moments that scared the shit outta me afterwards. It's not so much the moment, as the time afterwards.
Anyways, look what I got! They gym can wait until tomorrow!
