This morning I could not get out of bed for love or money, skipped my exercises, skipped breakfast and coffee, headed into the office, and just about collapsed. I don't know why; I got eight hours of sleep last night. I guess it's the stress. I promise I'll do my arms when I get home. Really. I think. (Can I? Lessee... Yamaarashi-chan at 5, May day coven at six, won't be home until 9:30pm... Ugh, if I'm lucky, I'll get my bedtime stretches in.)
When I got to work, there was no coffee to be had. I snuck out half a protein bar from my desk and then went back to make coffee. Someone had left a filter of ready grounds on the table, but the two people in there when I went in were debating using it; neither knew if it was regular or decaf. I put a pinch on my tongue and said, "It's regular. Trust me."
It seem reasonable now to conclude, based upon the evidence, that gay male prostitute and White House correspondent Jeff Gannon was doing more than "corresponding" when he went to the White House. Over the course of 22 months, Gannon "visited" the White House 14 times when no press briefings were taking place, and on seven of those ocassions the time when he left the premises was not recorded.
If I were a slash fiction writer, I'd write up something much more interesting that interns in the oval office! Wait... Nah. Too easy.
When I got to work, there was no coffee to be had. I snuck out half a protein bar from my desk and then went back to make coffee. Someone had left a filter of ready grounds on the table, but the two people in there when I went in were debating using it; neither knew if it was regular or decaf. I put a pinch on my tongue and said, "It's regular. Trust me."
It seem reasonable now to conclude, based upon the evidence, that gay male prostitute and White House correspondent Jeff Gannon was doing more than "corresponding" when he went to the White House. Over the course of 22 months, Gannon "visited" the White House 14 times when no press briefings were taking place, and on seven of those ocassions the time when he left the premises was not recorded.
If I were a slash fiction writer, I'd write up something much more interesting that interns in the oval office! Wait... Nah. Too easy.