Mood:  chillin'

Hey guys,

Well, we're just chillin' and illin' down here at the Campaign Head Quarters.  Zimmermann is, as per usual, not to be found.  We suggested working on the campaign and he gave us a terrified face, mumbled something that sounded like "I never agreed to this," and just ran out of the room.  He hasn't been seen for days now.  Well, I'm sure he's fine.  The other half of the ticket is arguing in Spanish with someone on the phone.  And one-third of the campaign staff (aka, Camille), is surfing away on ebay and shirking her duties.  However, we're still far more organized than we were days ago, and things are going great!

I'm here to defend Frances today, from some accusations that she's anti-Semitic or some such thing.  When I first heard that Frances was anti-Semitic, I felt betrayed.  Could my own friend hate me for who I am?  Could she hate her own vice-presidential candidate??   I felt the campaign falling apart.  Though one of the stances of the campaign was to end racism and intolerance across the entire world, here was me, finding out that Frances could hate Jewish people!  Did she also hate Camille for being black?  Or what about Laura, our campaign manager, for having what she refers to as "multiple disabilities"?  Last night, Frances came to talk to me about her alleged hate of what she lovingly called "my people."  It only took a few shots of whiskey, and Frances was yelling, "I don't hate the Jews!  I love the Jews!"  And I  knew it was true.  I should have never doubted her!  Frances has shown nothing but love towards the Jews!  So to all you haters: suck on that!

Anyway, tomorrow we're going to continue campaigning in front of the Science Center.  We had a lot of fun doing it last time!  I think we're totally going to try flirting with those Sundquist campaign guys.  Like, I know they're on the opposing side, but they are WAY hot.  I wonder if that cute guy holding the sign was interested?  Like, I thought I saw him looking at me kinda sexily, but I don't really know, because I wasn't wearing my glasses.  I hope I see him again on Monday! 

Love,

 Rachel