I know, I know. Sorry I haven't written in a while blah blah blah. Work has been super busy in the last couple of weeks. The Dems and Reps have yet to come up with a budget agreement which means my Member and I have been going back and forth, up and down (hmm that would sound kinda suspect if a were a man) going to budget hearings, meeting with lobbyists and discussions with party leaders, etc. The negotiations have become so entrenched that the Dems are actually entertaining ridiculous Rep proposals like:
"Hoooow Boooout we cut off aid to deadbeat children because they have deadbeat fathers."
WTF? What is a deadbeat child? And why are they negotiating like my eight-year old cousin, a boy who when he vehemently argues his case ends up negotiating the worst possible outcome for himself.
In contradiction to the cartoon above, I don't hate my job as much as a roll of toilet paper. Toilet paper wipes ass; I kiss ass.
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