I love the polls. I’m kicking ass in them. All of them. My aides say that “this poll had 150 more Democrats than Republicans so it’s skewed” and “this poll has other problems” and blah blah so “Don’t get over enthusiastic on the polls…”
Freaking idiots. I’m winning big. I liked calling The Donald “chicken” for thinking he might not debate me. But, maybe I should just avoid the debates myself. If I could just hide for 88 days, I think I win.
Good day – hung out with the one percenters. Gave a very short speech and had them write big checks so it felt like a big win. Almost like getting paid to talk, as it should be.
I love rich people. They’re still idiots, but at least they smell ok.
More later.