I just got back from the cinco de mayo (on the third) festival where I was manning the booth for my candidate. I brought the Charleh with me and he was a big hit. If every little kid petting him was a vote, we would win big on Tuesday. He was such a good boy and loved all the attention, but now he is sleepy.
I declined to go to a birthday party with A_ because I am exhausted. I'm also bloated and crampy and my skin, which has been fantastic lately, decided to explode. I have a huge pimple on my jaw. Which is perfect timing, because I will be on national freaking tv tomorrow.
I already dyed my hair, but I did a sort of strawberry blonde. I think if I can find the energy I will dye my hair again tonight. If any of you are watching the Sunday morning news programs tomorrow and see a redhead asking a question to HRC...it might be me.
I am not asking about IF - I doubt they woudl have picked me. Instead I am asking about the latest bruhaha - gas tax. Yee haw. I am so tired of campaign stuff.