Elections, Clinton, French Maids and Navy Men

Tuesday was, of course, election day. And Bush, of course, kicked John Kerry's ugly ass all the way back to his ketchup-made mansion. But our election coverage was oh so much more than that. I got a phone call while setting up interviews (since I was one of the producers on hand and matt was running the board) that someone was trying to contact us to get former President Clinton on. I said, hey, umm, are you sure this is for real? Jeff said, no, I don't want it even if it is real. I told him I was going to call the people back and see. Turns out, it was the real thing, and I SET UP AN INTERVIEW WITH PRESIDENT CLINTON. Kick major tail. I put Pres. Clinton on and Clay interviewed him for a whopping 12 MINUTES. Crazy, eh? Yeah, we've definately been recycling that audio!!! It gets better. Richard Strauss, my contact with Pres. Clinton, called me to follow up on Thursday, and said if I ever need a guest to give him a call. Turns out his company represents a lot of people. You can check his biz out at straussradio.com.

Then last night was Rebekah's murder mystery birthday party, The Railburn Affair. I was Maria, the South American (french?) maid who was dating the bartender (Chris) but sleeping with Mr. Railburn (who was murdered) in order to advance my career and get into Hollywood. Renee' went as Lolita, the "lady of the night" (aka hotel prostitute, lol). It was sooo much fun. In the end, it turned out that Josh Railburn (the gay son, played by Josh Carroll who is definately engaged to Bekah but sure did well pretending to be gay) was the murderer. After the game, we all went to see "The Incredibles" (yes, still in costume). I'll definately link to the pics from the party as soon as Jesse posts them.

This morning I get a phone call at 8:45 a.m. It was my navy guy, and he was going to be in town for only about an hour because his mom had told him not to stop so he'd be halfway to SC by dark. (She's crazy.) So I crawled out of bed and threw on some clothes so I could meet him at the union. His visit was rather uneventful, due to the fact that it was too short to be anything really. It was crazy to see him after about 5 or 6 months of wondering why I still had feelings for him. Well, anyway, we went back to the apt. and pulled Renee' out of bed and had a "party" in the living room and all the other roommates woke up and came in there too. Then after about 20 minutes he had to leave, so I took him back to the union. It was strange, because we were both acting as if all this junk between us had never happened, like it was the same as when he was playing soccer with us before we started dating and we used to just hang out all the time. Also, he had gotten 2 tattoos...all military guys seem to get them, but come on; he got them when he came down here. One Sunday, one Monday. Meaning he came down here okay and then he defaced himself before he came to see me. I don't know...tattoos aren't bad, but I don't really like one of his, and it just seemed...really impulsive. Like the old guy who used to make me so angry with his impulses, his laziness, his forgetfulness, his blatant disregard. Then I realized that I have been in love with an illusion the whole time, and that hurts worse than anything. I'm ready to move on with my life, for real this time. No more games. If he comes around again eventually, maybe in a few years, and has actually become a man, then who knows. But until then, as far as romance goes, he and I will not be. I think I already knew before he got here that I was going to be moving on, just because of other things going on that have made my attentions shift without me even realizing it. And I need to be open to the fact that there may be someone else. I need to be single for a while and clear my head, which shouldn't be too hard considering that anyone I would consider dating isn't ready to date me either...and that's totally okay with me.