B. said no to my plea for an extension. I'm not surprised; he's pretty much acted as if he were the big 'P' from the day he got elected. And maybe the whole Blair House mishap had something to do with it, sour grapes, turnabout is foul play and all that...
It's going to be a late night, maybe even an all-nighter like I used to pull at Yale. Oh well, I don't have to do a whole lot else to do tomorrow morning anyway. Show up, ride in the limo, and stand and smile. I can do it. And at this point I don't even care anymore about the deposit -- I'm tired of moving.
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