Ok, so kind of a slow day. I mean, all of them have been kind of easy —- go somewhere, smile, wave …DO NOT talk to or answer questions from the media. I have been instructed to NOT go “off script” under any circumstance.
But today… just too much celebrating last night as the demon (or angels!) hackers caused all sorts of problems for Elon Musk and Trump interview.
So, I celebrated another win. Some pretty serious wine drinking last night!
I think I heard once that a hang over is just your body telling you that you’re an idiot.
My head hurts. Wait, does that mean I was an idiot for drinking too much last night, or just an idiot in general? Hmm. That’s quite a riddle. Let’s see, my staff won’t let me talk. Barack won’t let me talk. Makes me wonder.
I’ll have to think about it later…my head hurts, I’m dizzy, and that staffer putting out my tweets or x posts changed my profile picture to one that makes me look like I’m staring into space with a pretty dumb smile like I’m a complete fucking clueless airhead. I need to save up the energy to swear at her, maybe throw a few things at her… just another day on the brat campaign trail.