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September 25, 2007

Tuesday

...going slightly mad waiting for the phone to ring...

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"It went well," she calmly thought to herself.

"So why in the fuck don't they call me?!" she blurted out loud.

She wasn't normally bipolar, but the past few months had been absolutely nuts. Traveling, speeches, and fundraising. Pretending she enjoyed every moment.

There were times when she wanted to give it all up, say "fuck you" to everyone, get in her car and mow through a crowd of pedestrians.

"Wouldn't look good on my resume," she later chuckled to herself.

In the end, Hillary got the message she longed to hear.

"Congratulations Madam President, the last soldier is home."

Posted by: Rick at September 25, 2007 5:32 AM · Permalink

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"Lord have mercy. What took you so long to call? I've been waiting here forever for this phone to ring!"

"I'm at my grandmother's house. She has an old princess phone."

"You're kidding me."

"Unfortunately I'm not. You think it was bad waiting for the phone to ring. Imagine how bad it was to dial."

Posted by: Nick at September 25, 2007 5:15 PM · Permalink