My venting has nothing to do with my chemo treatment today ...
I should put a couch in my office, I'll get more sleep that way.
Thank god for car services and discreet protection details. Saw Max staring at me today through the glass of my office and wanted to ship him back to Flagstaff but I'll be damned if he's within driving distance of her right now.
Words she threw at me the other night are cycling around my brain. She isn't wrong, but she isn't right either and her own justifications for her less than respectable behavior are complete bullshit. I heard her. Oh yes. Every simpering, sniffling word as she justified a fifteen year affair and then actually had the gall to say to me "if you'd just listened when I told you I didn't want to marry him ..." What, so it's my fault you walked down the aisle, wasted tens of thousands of our parent's money, entered this torrid life you've been living, and in doing so made my own career that much harder? Yeah, this comes out and you bet your ass the DNC will stop calling and asking me to run. And it's going to come out because in political life everything comes out. The Ridland family had plans and she screwed up the part she is supposed to play and I'm supposed to feel sorry for her? She knew exactly what she was getting in to and now I'm supposed to sit back and watch them what, finally decide that after all these years they want to "be happy"?
Happy endings only happen in the movies, sister dear. Deal with it.
Thank god for car services and discreet protection details. Saw Max staring at me today through the glass of my office and wanted to ship him back to Flagstaff but I'll be damned if he's within driving distance of her right now.
Words she threw at me the other night are cycling around my brain. She isn't wrong, but she isn't right either and her own justifications for her less than respectable behavior are complete bullshit. I heard her. Oh yes. Every simpering, sniffling word as she justified a fifteen year affair and then actually had the gall to say to me "if you'd just listened when I told you I didn't want to marry him ..." What, so it's my fault you walked down the aisle, wasted tens of thousands of our parent's money, entered this torrid life you've been living, and in doing so made my own career that much harder? Yeah, this comes out and you bet your ass the DNC will stop calling and asking me to run. And it's going to come out because in political life everything comes out. The Ridland family had plans and she screwed up the part she is supposed to play and I'm supposed to feel sorry for her? She knew exactly what she was getting in to and now I'm supposed to sit back and watch them what, finally decide that after all these years they want to "be happy"?
Happy endings only happen in the movies, sister dear. Deal with it.