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| 4-6-2005 |
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So this is a blog huh, I don't get what all the fuss is about.
Anyway I'm Joe Quincy, I have the reason I have one of these things in my profile.
Basically I sit downstairs in the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue, aka my office, and do the grunt work of the White House Council's office. Why you ask, cause I have a desire to serve my country.
I don't get to see all the glamour of the White House or the apparent soap opera that goes on up there, I get little information.
All I know is that I don't have many friends now a days, ever since my paper on campaign finance reform the Republicans haven't wanted me, and the fact that I forced Hoynes out of the Vice Presidency didn't endear me to the Democrats. So you the random person who finds this journal will get to know what I know.
Sorry but you won't get inside info, I would like to keep my job.
When something interesting happens I'll write it here, but don't expect much, unless you want to hear about my day of endless paperwork.
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| 4-7-2005 |
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[private] I have to start reading my journal - I had some spare time and wanted to see if dufus Doug was up to anything, so I checked out my journal and found out today we have a Republican working here. I'm so out of the loop on the other side of the building, I never knew. [/private]
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| 4-12-2005 |
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OOC: It's good to be back.
Annie: Annie has come home to the DC house. She's decided to come every other weekend, just to be alone mostly. She hasn't said anything to anybody about it. She sits in the kitchen, typing some paper and eating a salad. "And this is why we as American Citizens need-" She talks to herself as the types.
Liz: Elizabeth is glad to be back in Georgetown. Her regular OB appointment at GW provides her an excuse to get away for a quiet week. Doug has been so attentive to her needs, he has been driving her a bit crazy. So she convinced him to stay with Gus in New Hampshire, that she would call from the Doctor's office with a report of how things were progressing. She was staying the week, having appointments with her Doctors, the decorator to discuss the baby's room, Rainy Day Funds. And Amy was going to be staying with her. She smiled at the thought as she entered the foyer of the house, not noticing the extra agents outside.
Annie: Annie stops typing, she's almost sure she heard the door open and close. She stands, not wanting to walk into the other room, but does anyhow. "Who goes there?" She smiles.
Liz: Liz looks up, startled by her daughter's presence, "Annie | | | |
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