Hmmm, it's been a bit.
I guess I have to eat my own words and take back my comments about Jon as an FM. Especially since Jon, y'know, reccomended me to BECOME A FIELD MANAGER!!! I'm really excited. 17 and I'm gonna be salaried, in charge of people that are all older than me, and it rocks. It completely made my day today. Pat has no idea how pumped I am. I mean, I guess I won't be starting FM training until we're almost done with the member drive and starting GOTV (Get Out The Vote), which is a totally different thing. But still, that looks awesome on my resume. And I'm now seriously considering doing this as a career. This job makes me a lot happier than I really ever expected it to, and it makes complete sense for me. So the fact that I'd be doing longer hours without pay doesn't bother me at all.
Anyway, Jon's been an awesome FM lately. He gets us out at like, 9:30 lately, has a no-nonsense attitude about it, looks out for what we eat before canvassing, and I really can't complain anymore.
So I had a smile on my face all day. And tommorow will probably be the same. This is awesome. I'm gonna be a field manager!!!

I'm way too intense about my job. I dreamt the other morning about the November congressional elections. They were really apocalyptic, or prophetic, or whatever. If Rick Santorum won, there were these two Evil Crows of Doom or whatever who were going to destroy the universe or create severe unrest or whatever. And then there was the Phoenix of Life who wanted Bob Casey to win. Then it switched to me and some other people throwing snowballs not at george bush, but at the words 'george bush' written in the snow.
I told Jon about it today, and even though he's really intense about the job too, he said he's never even had a dream like that and maybe I'm taking it too seriously. Heh.